Yes I have blogged befor about Thanksgiving. Y’all know this is my favorite holiday. FYI there’s 363 days and count till Thanksgiving again.
This year turned out really great. Two years ago, I was laid off a week before Thanksgiving. Now this year a week before Thanksgiving I get a call back to the job that laid me off.
There was chaos all week. Monday and Tuesday I had to stop by the store after doing a 12 hour shift those 2 day, and boy was that a hot mess. Y’all all know the stores was crowded. Yet most of the people was mindful of others. There was certainly a different vibe while shopping in a crowded store. I spend most of my time avoiding crowds because often times people are just rude. So Monday and Tuesday after 12 hour shifts I get everything needed for Thanksgiving dinner, EXCEPT pie shells. So I decided fine I’ll just make my own pie shells. My son loved them. Soooo now when I make pies for him they now have to be homemade pie shells . He’s so spoiled.
I went to work Wednesday for 8 hours. Came home took a power nap for 45 minutes and then got up to make the pies and do prep work for the dinner. I was up till 3 a.m. Then got up Thanksgiving morning to complete the dinner. The turkey was actually moist and juicy. All the sides came out delicious. So I would like to share a few photos of my Thanksgiving.
This photo here is the start of the dinner table. I made the place mats and napkins. I needed to set another place mat, for my sons girlfriend. However I wanted to get the photo like this first. In fact if you look closely on the top left you can see the other place mat.
A little background on my brother, when he was younger he was skinny as a rail. He is also a veteran he served in the Gulf war. My brother may get on my nerves and irritate the fire out of me, but I love him. He’s got a heart of gold.
Not too much to really say on this photo, the caption is pretty much all I got.
I’ll admit my opinion of my son is a bit biased. Moving forward this boy and I have been through hell and back. We know we can count on each other because it’s been us against the world. We have an unbreakable bond.
I just wanted to get on here and blog about my experience with Thanksgiving this year. I am already planning next years Thanksgiving I hope everyone else who celebrates this holiday had a great Thanksgiving as well.
This may be considered “click bait” However it’s true for me and MY personal freedom, but it’s not a bad loss.
As the few who have been reading my goofy little blogs, y’all know I have been out of work the last 2 years. So at first, I looked at it as a long over due vacation. I made a decision to enjoy some time off. I had been working for years with only a hand full of “vacations”; and THEN I would just take a few days here and there to reboot. I never really went any where. Y’all also know I worked at Netflix for 10 years and was laid off, and 6 weeks later back to work. However I was laid off 14 months later. I decided I was going to make some changes in my life. Go back to school, get a degree in business management. Try to start a business.
Needless to say things didn’t quite go as planned. I decided to try my hand at crafting, and sell it online. Everybody I knew made it seem so easy.
Decide a niche
Find a website
Creat your store
Easy as pie. They don’t tell you you have to spend money to promote your product; and I am not tech savvy. I did what I could, but ultimately it was an epic fail.
But long story short, I start my new/old job Monday 11/15/2021. The funny thing about this is I was laid off a week before Thanksgiving in 2019, now I’m going back 2 years later A WEEK BEFORE THANKSGIVING I’m excited because I know what’s expected, but more importantly is I love the people I’m going to be working with. The crew that’s left there in the section I was in, are very friendly and helpful. There’s one young lady who is over the moon excited I’m coming back.
I do plan to one day get an online shop for my crafting. However I will have done more research and have a better understanding of how it works and what I need to do. I feel like part if the problem is I didn’t use Facebook. I was trying to stay away from them. Not really a fan of that platform anymore. They like to hide information from you. Apparently we are not smart enough to know if it’s “misinformation” or truth so they decide for us. Anyway I excited about going back to this company. It’s a really good company to work for. So that’s my blog for now.
New day but same old bull shigity. Dealing with a narcissist, actually, dealing with a narcissist and the oldest child that encourages the behavior. I know through reading on how to deal with narcissistic people that you’re NOT to take their jabs on a personal level. That being said, it’s a skill that HAS to be learned, and it takes work to learn and put that skill to good use. Truth is it’s not only easier, but habitual to just react to the jabs than to actually put that skill to work. Once you’ve reacted, you have just nurished that narcissists needs. Then you get more upset and frustrated at yourself because of your reaction. You just get so tired of the constant jabs. From semantics to only paying attention JUST to hear you miss speak, to quickly point out that you stumbled on a word. that crap gets old real fast. The constant talking about me like I’m not even in the same room as them, but if I react or get offended it’s the constant ” why so defensive?” Or “We was just joking.” Or “I didn’t mean it that way”
Don’t even think about having a conversation with a narcissist. If they make a statement what ever they say is ABSOLUTE fact. There is no questioning, or relating another scenario; because if you do, then you’re being argumentative. Lord forbid you should EVER disagree with a narcissist.
Sometimes a person just needs time alone to be able to reboot, and build energy and strenght to be able to tolerate, and act according to the toxic person/people in your life. To be honest the best reaction to a toxic person is no contact. Just walk away and leave them to their own devices. However when it’s family, and it’s your elderly mother and your other siblings are “unavailable” not much you can do but bite the bullet. The old saying take one for the team.
She’s back to her old tricks from back in the 80’s when my dad moved us to Florida. When school started and she was home alone, she started having panic attacks (anxiety) except we didn’t really know what that was. NOW years later it turns out they was anxiety, but at the time she and we thought it was that she was going into a heart attack. Most times by the time we hot to the ER the panic attack would be settled. Then we would follow up with our primary physician in short she was prescribed prescribed Valium for her. Of course she wouldn’t take them. She was scared of getting addicted to them. Rather ironic medication for anxiety, yet created another fear. The thing is, when she would want somebody home with her, she would have my dad leave his job to come and get me out of school. We lived in Florida for 2 years, I might have physically attend class at best a half a semester. The thing is she never had this anxiety issue until we went to live in Florida. There she was away from her family.
One of the main characteristics of individuals with increased levels of vulnerable narcissism is anxiety. I have never had a panic attack to where it feels like I’m having a heart attack, I believe I as well as many others have anxiety, it just presents differently. I tend to tinker around with things like reorganising the dishes, or the food pantry or a closet. Basically anything to not focus on the anxiety. Yet finding peace with what I can’t change.
So after 2 years in Florida my dad decided to move us to Missouri. Things was a little better, she actually got a part time job with a lady at our church. Cleaning houses. That was the first time I ever seen my mom have a job. But for what ever reason the job didn’t last very long. Then after a year in Missouri my moms brothers and sister was able to get us plane tickets back to Texas. I was going into my senior year when we came back to Texas. Because the credit system was different in Texas than Missouri, they wanted to put me back to a junior. So I ended up dropping out.
Fast forward to now. Now I have been out of work but looking for work. She has made me aware that she wants me to stay home with her. I am trying to find work that has a second or over night shift. So I CAN be home with her during the day and her oldest golden child can be home with her in the evening.
The thing is back in August I was sick. I didn’t want to spread the virus so I steered clear of everybody. But mom thinks her golden son needs a hot meal cooked for him every night when he comes home. So she was in the kitchen cooking, making biscuits using cast iron skillets. Long story short she hurt herself doing all that. Because the thing is I had been doing all the cooking and cleaning for the past 10 years or more. EVEN while working. They literally began to treat me like I was their maid. But I digress.
I mentioned earlier about anxiety. I have mentioned that I have never had an attack where I thought I was having a heart attack. So I am not saying anxiety is not a real situation, but I often wonder if those attacks are a form of regret in a narcissistic person. One thing I know for sure….. This psychology stuff is crazy. The mind is a tricky thing, and can play tricks on you. I know I don’t makes sense half the time. Probably most of the time. But heres another ranting/venting blog. And of course my links.
This is kind of a fallow up to my rant from my previous post. I contacted workforce about rather or not the company I worked one day for was obligated to pay me for the whole day I worked.
The lady I spoke to gave off the vibe that she couldn’t careLESS about my situation. When I explained the course of events her response was “so you want to be paid for the whole day?” I explained to her that I was wondering if the labor laws means the company is obligated to pay for the orientation/safety training. She asked the same question, so I said yes. She says WHY? I was taken aback. I like most general labor people do not REALLY know our rights. I said to the lady, “because I don’t know what my rights are, like many others who try to eak out a living, and I can’t afford to hire an attorney. But apparently these few hours I’m asking about seem to be petty to you. But thanks for belittling me.” So long story short on that conversation she did tell me how I can file a claim on that. Also when I told her I was concerned about safety violations with the employees smoking inside the building she asked me why didn’t I call OSHA. Again I explained to her I do not know my rights and or what or who to contact.
I feel like this should have been titled The Underdog. Because as I said in my previous blog there are a lot of foreigners working there. It just makes me wonder how much they take advantage of them with their rights. For the most part we JUST want to work and earn a living.
Then you have the businesses and corporations with their attorneys on speed dial that if any employees even thought about standing up for their rights they would crush us like an ant.
Then when we look for answers. There are systems in place that are supposed to help us with our rights. But some of the people who work there really don’t give a damn and act like WE are wasting their time.
I did file a complaint with OSHA. I know the smoking in the building was a violation, most places don’t allow smoking IN the building. It’s been like that for years. I remember my granny used to grocery shop and smoke while going through the store and nobody batted an eye. But there was a time I met a cousin of mine at a Starbucks we sat outside so we could smoke cigarettes and chat, when a server came to tell us we couldn’t smoke outside They didn’t want smoking AT ALL on their premises. So we said ok no problem. I told my cousin that I’ll be adding this to the many reasons I don’t like Starbucks. We laughed. But another thing that bothered me about that job, was the fact that they had a table set up INSIDE the production area of the warehouse for the employees to have lunch. The thing is, it was maybe 8 feet away from where they’re working with the insulation for the AC vents. I would think that the employees should have a relatively clean area to eat their lunch.
But you know what’s the saddest thing about all this that I’m fussing about is? Because as I’ve said most of the employees are Vietnamese, and sadly from where they came from and how they live in their country before they got here to America…..This is probably a slice of heaven to them in comparison to Vietnam.
I’m pretty sure Vietnam is a socialist economy. I will admit I have only ever known what life is like in America. I don’t know if socialism is good or bad. But what I do know is…. That if it’s so great, then why are people risking their lives to get to America?
While I’m writing this I just received a phone call from OSHA. I have to say I’m surprised that they responded so quickly. The gentleman just had a few questions in reponse to my online complaint that I filed. If anything, I hope the employees at LEAST get a real break room away from where they’re working. I’ll most likely never know if that happens. I’m no Erin Brocovich. ( never seen the movie) but I do hope for better working conditions for those employed by that company.
Not sure what this title will be just yet. I’m basically biding my time until this WordPress subscription is complete.
Feeling frustrated and defeated. I seem to be at a crossroads. I want and need a job, yet my mom is also in need of having someone with her at home. I had a plan that failed. Just like many other things in my journey of living.
As I said I had a job, but I only worked one day. One because it’s not climate controlled, but also there was so many safety violations. The employees was smoking INSIDE the warehouse! THERE’S A LOT OF FLAMMABLE STUFF IN THERE!!! Now don’t get me wrong, I understand the addiction of smoking, I used to smoke. In fact I smoked for 30+ years. I fully understand. However if you’re working where there’s flammable stuff and A LOT of it, I don’t think ANY ONE should be smoking INSIDE the building.
Now my shift was going to be 2pm to 10pm, however I went in early to do my orientation. Then started my shift at pretty close to 2pm. Now I only lasted until 5:30pm for a few reasons. I was just getting over from being sick. But the heat in the building was causing me to get a headache. Now I had been there since about 10:30 am and it’s now 5:30pm I decided to go to lunch. But instead of coming back, I just went home. I literally ran straight cold water for a shower and stood under it for a while, JUST to cool my body down. I had a horrible headache in the back of my head. Needless to say I could not handle that heat. I think if I had been younger and not been diagnosed with scleroderma I may have muscled through it, just like I did with any and all my other jobs. But…… It is what it is. So I started on August 30, I had already expected to have to wait two weeks for a check. So when that Friday came, I didn’t bother them about my paycheck. Then came the Friday I should have originally received a paycheck, things was busy that day so I never called about it. But I did email her that monday gve her the whole day to respond and she didn’t. So on Tuesday I called her. She said she mailed the check. Proceeded to tell me if I don’t get it by the end of the week to call her. So by Thursday no check. I emailed her and she resooned with saying I told you guve it until the end of the week. So now it’s been 2 weeks. However in doing research I discovered that IF you quit a job, the employer is to pay you on the next regular payday. Which in essence I should have gotten my check, at the end of that week of my first day. It took 3 weeks to get my paycheck, THEN they didn’t pay me for the orientation. So I call her back and she says they don’t pay the employee for the orientation. I said but that’s MY time I gave the company. There was a long pause then she says I understand that, but we don’t pay for the orientation part. Yes I research it, AND this is what I found
Federal law provides that once an individual becomes an employee, he is entitled to be paid under the Fair Labor Standards Act (FLSA). … Although mere applicants don’t have to be paid during orientation, hired employees must be compensated for their orientation time.
So now my delema is…. How do I go about this situation? Not only that, but there are a lot of foreigners who work there, most Asian, I think Vietnamese. But it makes me wonder how many labor laws are they breaking BECAUSE they don’t know their rights as an employee?. I know me “fighting” for the orientation pay may seem petty, but there’s a principle here. Most employees including myself DO NOT know their rights as an employee. For the most part our goal us to get a job and handle our responsibilities. Not to mention the fact that we the employees would be able to afford an attorney to fight for our rights as an employee and most often we don’t fight for our rights because we DON’T want to lose our job because we have responsibilities.
What a month I have had. So to start with August 14, my son was vistiting me like he does every weekend. But this Sunday morning I detected he wasn’t feeling well. Of course we both just figured it was sinuses flairing up. However after he left to go home, he ended up coming back to my house because there was some issues with some neighbors being loud over at his place. Somebody’s birthday or something. He has always had sleep issues ALL his life. I remember when he was young, if this child fell asleep in the car on the way to the store, if he just got a little cat nap it was like he was fully charged and could go another 16 hours. So I would do things like tell to look for the elephant, or lion, or ANY type of animal in the sky, JUST to keep him awake. I learned that if I woke him up early, let him spend his energy he would sleep at night. Then came kindergarten. They had a flipping NAP time because state law requires kindergarten students take a nap. However I spoke with his teacher and said he cannot have a nap. She asked what did I suggest during nap time. We got that settled, but I always knew if there was a substitute, because he woukd be awake untill 2 or 3 in the morning. I took him to school the next day and asked if there was a substitute, and the teacher said yes I was out yesterday, why do you ask? I explained that my son was awake until the early morning. The school apparently didn’t realize how vital it was that he not have a nap. To be honest, I think he had a mild case of hyper activity. However as a parent I was consistent with him. He knew if he acted out of line there would be consequences. Because I did not want to put him on medication.
So fast forward to now he’s a grown man. (gawd he grew too fast) He has always needed complete dark and silence to go to sleep. But you cannot control what other people do. So he came back here. I think it’s really because he’s not feeling well, but he did go to work that Monday, he said he felt worse, but would try to make it. Then he seen his girlfriend and she told him she wasn’t feeling well either. Long story short she went and took tge covid test, it came back positive. So he decided to take the test and yep positive as well. Now I never went to get tested, however because they have it I naturally assumed I got it.
Now here’s the concern. Y’all all know I take care of my elderly mother who has asthma/COPD amongst other health problems. I was so scared she was going to get it. However we took major precautions. We, my son and I stayed in one room for the most part. When we came out of the room we carried lysol and sprayed the areas we was in. We NEVER came out of the room without a mask on, and we never came out if anybody was in the front of the house.
Now that being said. Having the virus was like having a winter cold for my son and myself. We had a few days of your typical body aches. But mostly we was fatigued. We slept a lot. My son had told me he couldn’t taste or smell anything. Then I noticed I couldn’t smell or taste anything. In fact the only thing I could almost taste was grapes. And to be honest THAT was the MOST frustrating part of the virus. Not being able to smell or taste. It remined me of a movie I seen I can’t remember the title, but there was a guy who was an alcoholic. In the movie he couldn’t get his thirst quenched. He literally drank himself to death because he couldn’t get the thirst quenched. I think it was from the movie Hell Raiser you know the old movie with pinhead. But I’m not sure. Any way, it kind of felt like that. Because we wanted food, but we didn’t enjoy it because we couldn’t taste it or smell it.
During that time my son and I are sick, my mom is doing things like cooking, baking, and cleaning up the kitchen. Then after 10 days my son goes back to retest and it came back negative. YAY! However we still couldn’t smell or taste. We had a little jar of vics vapor rub. We used that for our smell test. Then little by little our taste and smell came back. Now I feel lije we are back to our normal selves again. We can smell and taste. But that is certainly not something I woukd want to go through again. It’s so wierd to not smell or taste. But the fact that nothing computes when you attempt to smell something it’s just blank.
So finally things get back to sort of normal, my son went back to work Wednesday after labor day. BUT now my mom is in pain. She’s telling me her stomach and back is hurting her. So on Tuesday the day right after labor day we visited an urgent care. We spent 5 hours there because they did all kinds of lab work. They diagnosed her with gastritis. Gave her a prescription for Pepcid AC. Then come Saturday she was still in pain and wanted to go to another ER because she didn’t like the previous diagnosis. Long story short same diagnosis. I tried to explain to her that when I was sick, and you doing all that cooking, you may have over exerted youself. Because I was doing everything. All she had to do was relax. Even when I was working, I came home and took care of cooking dinner and cleaning. So that 2 weeks I was sick she did too much and hurt herself.
I also know a part of this act is because she don’t want me to go back to work. She does not like being alone. I wished my ecommerce would have done well, but I just couldn’t get it off the ground.
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Good morning beautiful people. I hope your morning is going well. Because mine didn’t start out to well, but I not mad. I woke up late. I had planned to go to walmart early in the morning to get some fabric for some new projects. I still got there early, thank goodness. I found some cute fabric for a baby blanket. SO EXCITED! I’m fixing up some gift baskets for a baby shower. Hopeful to sell them. I’m also going to add some things needed when you have a new bundle of joy. Like some diapers, a burping cloth, some baby wipes, some stuff for their little bottom. And a few other little necessities.
I remember when my son was born, I couldn’t use disposable diapers for him. I bought the cheapest to the most expensive, and all of them made his bottom fire red. I had to use cloth diapers. Funny story though. So my mom threw me a baby shower and she invited a friend we’ve known for YEARS. She couldn’t think of anything to get me, so she made up a few items into a gift basket. One of the items was cloth diapers. She asked me not to announce her gift because she was embarrassed of what she got me. She was the only one who got me the cloth diapers. She said if anything you can use them as a burping cloth. So I had to call her and let her know, that it was an awesome gift because he couldn’t use disposable diapers. We laughed. So any way I just wanted to share that with y’all.
I’m so excited to start these new projects. I will be posting photos in the coming weeks. But for now I have to get busy. Have a wonderful day. Be safe, and be kind.
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