This 15’ x 3’ plot of grass and weeds is now home to newly planted kale, chard, peppers, broccoli, a handful of squash seeds, and some peppers and snow peas I found under all the weeds. I am the most powerful person in the world. Seriously, I am a fucking gardening goddess. #greatfallscommunitygarden
Say goodbye to your bad day.
I never even open these things. But this one is worth it. I’m super emotional since we’re moving across the state in 2 days and I totally almost cried at least 3 times while reading these.
Sounds like a job for the Count.
I know it only hurts me, but I am feeling resentful towards a lot of people lately.
I was very strung along about a job I interviewed twice for. I drove out and back from eastern Mass to western Mass twice and sat in shit tons of traffic both times for a total of over 12 hours in the car between both trips. Two days after telling me she was considering me for the job and working out the details of having one more conversation, the woman fails to call back to schedule our skype call and then reposts the job. On fucking craigslist. Haven’t heard from her since.
Then today, my brother in law tells us that he can’t help us move (which we’re doing 3 days early so it can happen over a weekend and make it easier for people to help) because he has to go to a barbecue. Yup. A barbecue. I would like to pull his head out of his ass and put that on the fucking grill.
I know. Worse things have happened. But seriously. Why are people so selfish? Why is everyone else’s time more important than ours every single time?