u/godlovesaterrier__

drove by on Santa Fe around 9/9:30. Literally bumper to bumper ARROW transport busses. why?

I ordered my favorite comfort meal, the Buddha bowl and a Rice Krispie from Modern Market after an emotionally exhausting and truly terrible day that involved my beloved dog‘s terminal cancer diagnosis.

Without going into too much detail the Buddha bowl was missing all of its best parts that make anybody on earth order it and the rice was salted beyond being edible. I don’t know how someone even made it.

UberEats has been sliding for my last few orders, which are infrequent, and I just want to say a sincere fuck off and try harder to the restaurants that diminish quality SPECIFICALLY on delivery services and also what the fuck because I have never had an eat in meal at the spots I order from so equally terrible or frankly COMPLETELY DIFFERENT.

It’s like… do all of these places have a commissary kitchen now where they make slop for ubereats and ubereats only?

And you know what else? Sometimes people order takeout because they’re disabled, or sick, or having an emergency, or an emotionally wretched time. And they want to be taken care of but they can’t leave the house. That’s actually the only time I order takeout. They deserve the decent meal that you advertise.

Sure I could come in but then I would be openly crying and breaking down at your bar and that would not be fun for any of your other patrons.

Yeah I probably needed a hug but my husband is overseas and a good meal and a break was really in order. So yeah that’s it.

aaaand maybe I’m the fool because I just learned like two seconds ago that modern market is PE owned now. But I stand on the assertion that ubereats is its own internal product line in participating restaurants and it’s genuinely worse across the board.

I don’t think I realized how much my husband’s presence has kept me tethered to planet earth. We’ve been together for 10 years, met when I was freshly graduating college. My life then was controlled chaos.

He just started a new job and is gone Tuesday-Friday afternoon.

That entire time, I’m frozen. Like immobilized. This has happened before when he travels and I used to just surrender to it like a little cruise but oh man… I can’t live like this for most of the week, all of the time.

I also have a corporate job, but no kids. I do go to the office twice a week but it’s a big commute and exhausting and I have a senior dog. Without my husband to share dog duties, I need to keep a tight schedule.

Im taking my Vyvanse, but I am still struggling. Once a week I do spend 20 minutes or so planning my week on one page which just looks like 3-5 things I want to accomplish and 2 or 3 things going on each day I need to be aware of. I have a few reminders on my phone throughout the day to help me check in on myself - hydration and unchecked phone use mainly.

Thats pretty much all I can manage and still I struggle. Maybe 2 things a week get done! I forget about the list! I fall apart! I am my own worst enemy! It’s not even about the list it’s more like, struggling to function.

Friday through Monday? Everything is GREAT.

This is our new normal and I need to figure out how to thrive! I do want to thrive! But I dont really know what levers to pull at this point that are within reach.