u/Any_Piglet_34

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I've been the full time, live-in care provider for the man who once was, (and still is as far as IHSS is concerned), my SO of 20-ish years, for the past 10+ years.

He is on full disability and doesn't do taxes. My last dependant child is an adult now so I can no longer claim him, so I was wondering if I could claim my SO as my dependant, since he absolutely is dependant on me?

I know I should talk to a tax professional regarding this matter, and I plan to. But I was just wondering if any of you out there who are in a similar situation have claimed your recipient as your dependant?

Every first Monday of every month, at exactly 11am, the town I live in tests it's emergency warning sirens, which are fairly close by, therefore pretty damn loud.

And every first Monday of every month, at exactly 11:02 am, I find myself recovering from what feels like a mild heart attack I just suffered two minutes prior due to momentarily believing there was an actual emergency.

I've lived here for about 11 years. You'd think I'd be used to it by now.

The word personality literally means the state or function or behavior of a person. So why then do we say a cat or dog or bird has a personality? Shouldn't it be a catality or dogality or birdality?

I had a scare the other day. I was on evacuation warning due to a nearby wildfire. Luckily they got it under control before I was forced to evacuate, but seeing as how I live in northern California the stress is still there for a couple more months.

I have a flock of 10 chickens and I drive a sedan which will have myself, a teenager and a quadropolegic with his wheelchair, a dog and two cats in it, if i should have to evacuate. What do I do about the chickens? I can't fit them all in my car, and couldn't even catch half of them.

Has anyone else ever had to evacuate while having chickens? Some people say to just leave their coop door open so they could escape, that they'll just fly out of the fires way. Is that true? I'm worried about them getting attacked by other predators in that scenario. I just don't really know what i'm supposed to do. Any help or advice would be appreciated.

I showed up at my SO's today after having not been here for a few days as I've been really busy. I walked into the kitchen and notice the sink full of dishes and a couple pans left on the stove (not typical) so I figured he must've been busy the last few days also. No biggie, these things happen.

As I'm standing at the kitchen island (the glass stove top is in the middle of it) talking to him, I notice the dirty small pan on the back burner is sizzling! I ask, "why is the burner on? That pan is sizzling!" But as I look closer I realize what I thought was sizzling was actually a bunch of fruit fly maggots wriggling around in the pan!!

"OMG that's f'n MAGGOTS!!" I yell, and start gagging. I swear i just about threw up! And he just about died of embarrassment! He took and threw away the entire pan and spatula and is currently washing his sink full of dishes. And to think i initially came over for lunch. THAT won't be happening today

So, I live in a lake community. I have a view of the lake from my backyard so the house across the street from me has a view from her front porch. I should also mention that where I live is in the 100's nearly every day of the summer and I don't have central air conditioning, so my place gets HOT.

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The trees in my front and side yard, (7 total), have finally grown enough to where they really help keep my yard and house shaded from the scalding afternoon sun. Like literally you can feel a 10+ degree drop in temp going from the street into my driveway. My plants are all thriving now because of it, and I've even noticed more little creatures in my front yard lately, like frogs, king snakes, lizards, etc. Plus inside it's much cooler. I love it! But apparently my neighbor across the street from me, does not.

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I guess because my trees are bigger now, they're obstructing her view of the lake. (Not blocking it, just in the way) But I didn't find that out because she came and talked to me about it. That never once happened. Instead I found that out when she, her daughter and grandkids started talking shit and making threats about my trees from her porch; to me, my teenage daughter, my roommate, whomever.

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She even had her grandson come over to me one day and ask, "hey, can I chop all your trees down so my grandma can see the lake?" I just laughed and said, "NO!! You may not 'chop all my trees down'! But I'd be willing to trim the tops down so she can have some of her view back" to which he replied, "nah..f that! You're f'd up for doing that to a sweet little old lady!" (She IS old, but she's not sweet)

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She went as far as to call the county, claiming they were an eye sore. Called the electric company and internet company claiming they were a threat to their lines. Even called my next neighbor who had the house as a vacation home, telling him some branches were over the fence line. All of which amounted to nothing. And she can take all that time talking to everyone else about my trees, but has yet to speak to ME about them.

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On one hand I do kinda feel like an asshole for not cutting them back because she's old and she did live here before I did. But on the other hand, why can't she just be an adult and talk to me instead of threatening me from her porch? And, if having an unobstructed view of the lake was SO important to her, why did she buy a home directly behind another home, and an entire neighborhood, and not just buy a lake front home? She for sure had the money to buy one. And I tried compromising, but she's not interested in doing that either. She just wants all or nothing.

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So who is the asshole here? I feel like she is...

My cat, the tiny 6 pound creature that she is, I swear is determined to kill me one day!

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Don't get me wrong, she loves me, maybe even too much! (like that's even possible!) If she's not within eye sight, especially when I'm outside, then one call is all it takes and she emerges from wherever she was hiding and is right by my side.

But when I'm outside, she also actively tries to kill me, EVERY SINGLE TIME!

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Typically I have my headphones or ear buds in and am just kind of in the zone, doing my thing, walking with purpose. (Strolling isn't my thing). It's at those times that she decides to come out of nowhere, like a furry little bullet, and either dart in between my feet, mid-stride, or just completely cut me off and stop, causing me to stumble as I avoid stomping her. If I'm REALLY in the zone and not fully paying attention, she'll catch my size 8 just right and briefly learn what it's like to be a bird.

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I haven't fallen yet, but not for lack of her trying. I just happen to be quite steady on my feet. If I was more the clumsy type I for sure would've eaten shit by now.

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So, does anybody else's cat do something similar to them, all the time? I'd love to hear some stories!!

This has always stuck with me as one of the dumbest arguments I've ever had...

I stopped by the house of a male friend of mine, (52-ish?), a few years ago for something. That day I was wearing a maxi-skirt (ankle length) and a tank top.

He said to me, "I like your dress". I said, "oh thanks! It's actually a skirt though" He then scoffed and kinda snort-laughed and said, "no it's not!" I said, "ummm...yaaaa, it actually really IS" and pulled my top up just enough to reveal the top of the skirt and about an inch of my belly, to show that it was indeed two seperate pieces.

Then, fully laughing this time, he said, "OMG!! NO IT IS NOT!! Skirts are short, dresses are long!! How are you a girl and don't know even know the difference between a skirt and a dress?!" He continues laughing at me while I just stare, dead pan at him, momentarily speechless while my brain is trying to figure out if he's just messing with me, or if he's actually serious. So I calmly ask, "how are you nearly 60 and YOU don't know the difference?! A skirt is just the bottom, while a dress is both the bottom and the top, all in one piece. Length has absolutely nothing to do with it! Both can be long or short" (And yes, I know dresses CAN sometimes be two pieces, but it's rare. Typically and traditionally they are one piece, and I didn't want to confuse him even more)

By now he's laughing so hard at me that he has tears in his eyes and I hear him mutter something about how he can't believe how stupid I am. Up until this point I was kind of cutting him some slack, realizing that he's probably only had MAYBE two gf's ever, in his life, so why should he know? (even though his own mom, whom he still lives with, btw, is ALWAYS in a dress).

So now I'm kinda mad and say, "Oh, I'M stupid?! Me?! The person who has been wearing skirts and dresses my entire existence, I'M the stupid one who doesn't know the difference, huh?! HEY ALEXA! Please explain the difference between a skirt and a dress and if length has anything to do with it"

Only that robot was able to get him to stfu about skirts and dresses.

I know that by admitting this I'm going to sound crazy. I think even my SO was wondering if I needed a psych eval when I finally shared this with him...lol

But, every now and then I will catch the quickest glimpse of what I can only describe as an "alternate universe" of our planet. I don't really know how long this has happened to me because for all I know I could've seen it as a child also and just didn't understand what it was. (Not that I fully even understand it now)

So when I say every now and then, I do mean rarely. Like maybe 10 or 12 different times that I can remember, and it's always so, so quick, like one second. I never really get a full on view either, it's more from my peripheral, and it's mostly happened when I've been outdoors. Oh, and it's always been at different places.

But what I see is the same location wherever I happen to be at the time, but it's a completely different place. Like, nothing at all looks the same but I just somehow know that it's the same location. It's earth and it's the same time, historically, but it's just completely different. The best words to describe it would be brighter, cleaner, greener, unpolluted, healthier and just smarter, as a whole.

The buildings and houses don't look like ours do at all, everything seemed sleek and clean. There was no smog. The air almost seemed like it sparkled, it was so clean. I never saw any place that looked dark or dingy or dirty. I never really noticed what kind of transportation there was either, but I do remember seeing someone walking a dog once...lol There weren't any obvious aliens living amongst us that I saw, or any other kind of sci-fy type stuff. It's just a better, cleaner version of our earth with better, cleaner, smarter people living in it.

So, has anybody else ever caught glimpses of an alternate universe, like this? Even if it's different from what I've seen?

AITAH

So the house directly across the street from me was just listed for sale the other day. Currently no one lives there because the previous owner passed away, so his family is selling it.

The realtor came over to my house today and introduced herself, then asked me if I could please clean up my front yard while she has it listed to make it easier for her to sell. I appreciate the difficulties of surviving on commission, my mom was a realtor my whole life. I know it can get tough sometimes to make ends meet. But I'm not "cleaning up" my yard just to make her life easier.

First off, my yard isn't dirty. There aren't piles of trash everywhere or anything. I have lots of plants, in ground and in pots, and several trees. There's some "yard art" in designated planting areas. It's full, some might say cluttered, but that stuff isn't going anywhere. But I'm thinking what she's probably talking about is my driveway.

For context, my property is tiny and the majority of it is on a downward slope, except for the first part of my driveway, (its sort of a sideways, upside down L shape). That's literally the only large-ish (10x12), flat area on my property, so I regularly bring projects there to work on. Currently I have a stack of lumber that was just delivered yesterday, for a fence I'm building this weekend. I'm straining each board first, so there's two big saw horses with 10 boards on it at a time while I stain, and a tarp under it. And that's just my current thing. I'm almost always doing something, (usually something much smaller), but why pretend like it's not always like this, to some degree? I'm the one who's going to have to live across from this person, she's not. So I would rather have someone move in that isn't bothered by my projects then have someone who will complain about them.

So am I the asshole for not making the realtors job easier for her?

AITAH

So the house directly across the street from me was just listed for sale the other day. Currently no one lives there because the previous owner passed away, so his family is selling it.

The realtor came over to my house today and introduced herself, then asked me if I could please clean up my front yard while she has it listed to make it easier for her to sell. I appreciate the difficulties of surviving on commission, my mom was a realtor my whole life. I know it can get tough sometimes to make ends meet. But I'm not "cleaning up" my yard just to make her life easier.

First off, my yard isn't dirty. There aren't piles of trash everywhere or anything. I have lots of plants, in ground and in pots, and several trees. There's some "yard art" in designated planting areas. It's full, some might say cluttered, but that stuff isn't going anywhere. But I'm thinking what she's probably talking about is my driveway.

For context, my property is tiny and the majority of it is on a downward slope, except for the first part of my driveway, (its sort of a sideways, upside down L shape). That's literally the only large-ish (10x12), flat area on my property, so I regularly bring projects there to work on. Currently I have a stack of lumber that was just delivered yesterday, for a fence I'm building this weekend. I'm straining each board first, so there's two big saw horses with 10 boards on it at a time while I stain, and a tarp under it. And that's just my current thing. I'm almost always doing something, (usually something much smaller), but why pretend like it's not always like this, to some degree? I'm the one who's going to have to live across from this person, she's not. So I would rather have someone move in that isn't bothered by my projects then have someone who will complain about them.

So am I the asshole for not making the realtors job easier for her?

I was in my mid 20's staying at a hotel in Reno with my then boyfriend, for his son's pee-wee football tournament.

It was our first morning there and my bf got up early and came back with McDonalds breakfast for us. Typically I enjoy a good ol sausage and egg McMuffin, but that morning it made me violently ill, so I stayed in the hotel room while they went on to the game.

An hour or so went by and I was feeling a little better, but thought that some saltine crackers and ginger ale would help ease my stomach and I remembered seeing a liquor store just across the street a little ways. So I got up, stepped into my flip flops and headed over there, just wearing what I was wearing, which was a baggy t-shirt and some short bike shorts.

As I'm walking there, a man approaches me and asked if I was working. With a smile I said, "yep! I have a job", and went on my way. Then inside the liquor store another man asked me the same question, which I thought was kind of weird, but I answered the same way. Then on my way back as I'm about to go back into the hotel, ANOTHER man asked if I was working! I was really kind of confused but answered, "yes. I'm a dental assistant where I live. I don't live here" then headed up to my room.

Back in my room I was racking my brain why these men thought I didn't have a job, or that I needed a job, and best I could figure was that maybe they worked for a nearby hotel that was hiring. It wasn't until my bf came back and I told him what happened that I finally realized why they were REALLY asking if I was "working".