The Sky is Falling Complaint Thread
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The first time we had a tornado warning in our home, we sat in the basement with our two cats. The second time, my mom declared this was pointless so we just ignored the warning. Of course that may only apply to the Kansas City area where they will issue a tornado warning for a thunderstorm, a thunderstorm warning for light rain, and a flood warning just because they don't have anything else to issue a warning for. I think think the biggest problem is what they call a "dopplar indicated" tornado. That is when the radar says it could happen, for safety purposes they treat that the same as if somebody saw it happen. If there were a real tornado, they would have to issue a Super Mega Tornado Warning to distinguish it from the regular tornado warnings. There's always been a bit of a clash between the people who say you should be better safe than sorry with the warnings, and the people who think there should only be a warning if they're very sure about it so people don't just start ignoring all the warnings.
Complaint: earlier in the week my computer froze while rendering, last night it switched off while rendering.
ugh. Sympathies.
I remember spending a lot of time in the crawlspace when the sirens would go off as a kid. Thankfully nothing ever happened to our home, but often enough there was severe damage nearby that it made taking shelter a good move. (Mom had special snacks and toys down there and treated it like a little party, so we never minded, even though it was still scary.) I'm still in the same area, but we don't seem to get nearly as many now. (Of course we did get one in December a year or two back, so... that was weird.)
The tornado missed me. I have a home to take shelter in. Years ago a tornado hit close enough to blow an old-growth oak onto my house, but blessedly did less damage than it could have. I can still remember the sound the tornado made when it blew through.
When they start talking about tornadoes, I still get anxiety.
Thanks, I hope it is just the PSU and a replacement will fix it (and other oddities that have been on and off for a while) without my destroying the wholw thing.
This explains it.
There was some damage north of us Friday night. We just got very heavy rain, possibly some hail, and lots of bad thunder & lightning. The dogs weren't at all happy. Our poor collie was shaking. (We got him from the shelter & suspect that during his time as a stray he was out in bad weather, poor thing. Don't worry, he's now a loved & loving inside pupper)
I used to have anxiety about weather and most other things. I eventually realized I can't just worry about things. And I got fairly good at not worrying about things. Of course, as I mentioned before, that made people think I have no problems. Oddly enough, I first started trying to limit my worrying because I was worried it would make me lose my hair color. I'm sure not worrying had more important benefits than that though. Whatever works, I guess.
Non-complaint: My youngest is cuddled up sleeping sweetly with his head in my stomach. I'm so grateful he finds comfort with me on rough days, and that he's a snuggler
complaint: ...I have to pee.
I've had to wipe my laptop and reinstall Windows 10.
I just went to my Facebook account and have been told that I've been blocked because I'VE BEEN GOING TOO FAST.
I've been on this planet for 37 years, and this is the dumbest thing that I've EVER read/heard/experienced.
I can see why people are leaving that platform.
...tornadoes are extremely rare out here in the Northwest but with how wacky the weather has been lately (there was tornado in the Los Angeles area the other day), nothing would surprise me anymore.
Fortunately we are getting an extended rainy period here right now so hopefully that may mean a quiet fire season. Then again, on the news tonight there was a report of wildfires in Oklahoma and Texas...and it's only mid March. A couple weeks ago it was South Carolina and Long Island.
I'd almost rather deal with zombies as at least they are slow moving and predictable.
I've got a friend who worries too much about things she can't control. It's sad. There's a tendency to start grasping at faux-straws for salvation or alternatively imagining the worst and taking self-damaging actions in the panic. What's the saying? Have the serenity to accept the things you cannot change, the courage to change the things you can, and the wisdom to know the difference. Similar motifs: Overthinking is the event horizon of a dark hole. Worried people are ripe pickings for charlatans. Common sense ain't common. Thoughtful preparation is good, worrying not so much. And from Wizards First Rule*: People are stupid. They will believe anything they want to believe, or anything that they are afraid might be true.
*Fantasy novel: "Wizard's First Rule" by Terry Goodkind
Eh, careful not to paint with too broad a brush when discussing mental health (or any) conditions. I have a lot of anxiety issues, and I'd say I go the opposite direction in my reaction to them. Some worried people are ripe pickings for charlatans. Others of us (and I know a lot of people who fall into this category) lean heavily into logic and things we can do to mitigate potential fallout.
Complaint: My cat's operation was cancelled
Non-Complaint: Because they thought it would kill him. He's 19y6mo old, has poor kidney function and a heart murmur. They want to try antibiotics one last time for the infected & burst open cyst on his side. He was not happy when I took him in this morning. He ended up slashing the side of my neck before I got him in the basket.
Regards,
Richard
@ NylonGirl: Did not worrying save your hair color?
We get tornadoes here in western NY State once in a while. But they are usually only mildly destructive, i.e. short lived, trees down, shingles scattered. Rarely major building damage unless a tree fell on it. Last one around here that nearly affected me was about 15 years ago, it jumped over this town and hit just east of us, made a five mile path of downed trees through the forest to the next town east, took out the trees in their cemetery, and dropped a tree on the beautifully ornate porch of a big old Victorian era house. Although, some parts of this county have had some major roof damage from tornado winds. But otherwise, no erased towns or flying cows.
https://www.weather.gov/buf/20100724_Tornadoes
Best wishes for your cat. And your neck.
Apart from his burst cyst, the cat (called 'Squeaky') is actually as well as you could hope for. Yesterday he was happy to go in the garden, sun himself and chase butterflies. My neck - no issue, bit painful but he was not happy & I should have been more careful within range of his armaments.
Regards,
Richard
Fingers crossed this round of antibiotics helps him... sometimes it's just finding the right one. Sorry about your neck, though I guess at least he's feeling spunky enough to struggle?
Complaint: really wish people would just do their jobs, and do them correctly. I'm pretty sure most of the world is running on "I don't wanna, so I'm not gonna, so even though it ought to be my problem, it's your problem now" these days. It's exhausting enough parenting two special needs kids. I don't have the energy for wrangling this much administrative hogwash.
non-complaint: Weather's beautiful today, so there's a 4-mile walk with our name on it. That's four miles closer to mitigating all those desserts I stress ate. :P
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I am not feeling well. Haven't eaten much because I vomited earlier today. My housemate wants me to take the trash out to the curb. I remember when she wasn't feeling well, she got upset at me for just suggesting about the trash. I don't think the trash will go out this week like last week.
I don't feel well so who cares?
Hope you're feeling better soon!
Feel better soon "Ms. Bad Wolf".
I think it did. Only about three strands have changed. And I suppose if you can count the ones that changed then you're doing okay.
When I decided not to worry, I suppose it was easier said than done. I had to deal with irrational fear. So I applied logic to it. I'd work out how unlikely it was that whatever I was worried about could happen. And then I'd work out how likely I would be to change things if those things happened. It was easier to not worry after realizing I was worrying about something very unlikely. And I was taught religious beliefs that people are not meant to worry, but to have faith. When I stopped worrying about things and stopped expecting bad things to happen, usually they turned out well. It was a rare instance when my logic and faith could be reconciled.
Of course there is always something new to worry about. Most recently, while everybody else was worried about current events, I managed to block off all of the worrisome things in some small part of my brain so they couldn't much affect the rest of me. It was like having a fireproof room that was blazing inside but everything outside of the room was okay. I kept those worrisome thoughts compartmentalized until the fire burned out. I probably should have ended this text after "reconciled".
This picture is from a mmorpg game I'm playing right now.
Her complaint is that she feels very warm for some unknown reason.
Non-complaint: I haven't had a bloody nose for several weeks now.
So, yesterday I cancelled my otolaryngologist(I just love that word), i.e nose-doctor appointment, and with the saved money, treated myself to a delightful mini-adventure of an 8:00AM bus ride for a restaurant breakfast at my favorite hole-in-the-wall beanery in a decrepit mini-mall.
Then a trip to WalMart(wheee... WalMart!) at the other side of the city, where I did some grocery shopping and checked on the prices of TVs bigger than any wall in my house.
(Do they even make TVs smaller than a refrigerator anymore?) Checked the prices of clothes (I still need a new flannel shirt)
. Looked at kitchen tools, just as easily bought through Amazon. And stopped in the Subway sandwich shop there to get a foot-long sub from a non-English speaking person who left out the meat, and when I pointed that out, she didn't remake the sandwich, she just shoved the lettuce and tomato & peppers aside to try to squeeze in the wrong meat.
Then a trip back to the decrepit mini-mall to the Chinese take-out(doesn't open until 11:00AM) there for two lunch Szechuan Chicken w/fried rice & eggroll
meals to take home (I'll make four meals of it). And I got home before noon, for the first of those meals.
Non-complaint: I've been collecting cardboard boxes from Amazon, and elsewhere, for almost a year. I break them down and fold them flat and store them in a loose pile in the least inconvient spot in my apartment (the landing on my stairway to my bedroom, partially blocking my way from two directions). I've been squeezing around them for months.
I finally talked to my neighbor in the other half of the house and he'll be taking them to the trash "Transfer Station"(what we used to call "the dump") to be recycled. I spent the better part of an hour sorting the sizes, and wrapping bundles of them with string, and have the pile now sitting in my living room next to the door(partially blocking my path from three directions) waiting to go out "soon". Yay!
Complaint: Still nothing worthwhile to complain about.
Except perhaps that after all the good food yesterday I gained 2.3 pounds by the next morning.
I'm Confused: When did a visit to WalMart become a highlight of my year?
Non-complaint: Cat's claws have recovered from slashing my neck & additional dose of anti-biotics & skin growth cream seem to be having a beneficial effect. Cat has enjoyed the last two warm days lying in the sun on the bank behind our house, or in the sun on a bed in the house.
Complaint: Cat's wise to us using a liquid anti-biotic and squirting it into his mouth. He's very fast to get somewhere inaccessible when we try to catch him to give the anti-biotic.
Regards,
Richard
Yay that the new meds are helping Squeaky! I've been wondering about him and hoping he's doing better. Sorry he got clever and evasive, though. I know that game too well. May the odds be ever in your favor.
I had a cat who used to spit out any medicine you gave her. Pills, she would pretend to take, and then walk away and spit them out. Liquids she drooled back out and ended up covered in them. Not to give your cat any ideas. I'm glad the meds are working. That must be a huge relief.