Today is one of those days when I just have to sit back and say, "ok, I guess *this* is what I'm wearing today," and roll my eyes every time I walk by a reflective window or mirror.
Old-a$$ adult walking around in clothes for a youngster. Today old-a$$ me is too tired to fight it.
Mid-season 4, first watch, opinion:
Finch may have the equivalent amount of money, but Elias has the history, unwavering long term loyalty of others, unflappable nature, complicated morals, and underworld clout of The Black List's Raymond Reddington.
What is your opinion about the scenes at the social skills support group?
I am wondering if they would be useful in explaining high functioning autism to those with little experience interacting with people on the spectrum.
This last season broke me, I just could not face returning. Usually everything is neatly tied up for my return; some projects are always carried over. But I lost track of my regular projects as too much else was piled on.
In the company's expansion it was as if I was dumped into an entirely different job with different expectations and new managers without being told. My anxiety would go through the roof at the thought of returning.
If it got so bad, and leaving was absolutely the right decision, then why do I feel adrift?
This last season broke me, I just could not face returning. Usually everything is neatly tied up for my return; some projects are always carried over. But I lost track of my regular projects as too much else was piled on.
In the company's expansion it was as if I was dumped into an entirely different job with different expectations and new managers without being told. My anxiety would go through the roof at the thought of returning.
If it got so bad, and leaving was absolutely the right decision, then why do I feel adrift?
I think the TV movie I saw oh so many years ago must have been an adaptation from a short story.
An old sailor, who looks like he should have retired years ago, goes out on shore leave seeking female companionship.
As the story develops, it becomes a devastating portrait of a man with no family and no connections of any kind. Evidently he has been content with the flings available on shore leave, building instant rapport for the short term.
With no relationships sustained over time, the issues of aging, loneliness, and illness come into stark relief.
I would like to revisit this film and find the short story. Obviously, it made quite the impression.
Edit: perhaps I misremembered. Was he newly released from his ship because he was too old and infirm? He lands in a boarding house because he has nowhere to go, tries to get it on with the proprietress who is having none of his shenanigans, and the ensuing dialogue reveals his disconnected life?
English, USA.
What is your opinion about the scenes at the social skills support group?
I am wondering if they would be useful in explaining high functioning autism to those with little experience interacting with people on the spectrum.
Title, basically. I have a sibling who never initiates conversation. If we do talk, he just listens without offering affirmation, or comments, or adding from his experience. He will answer direct questions. It's as if he's waiting to exit the conversation. I don't think he dislikes me. I've overtly stated that I respect his life choices. I cast about to try to find topics for mutual discussion.
I used to think it was just how he interacted with the world, but now I have a direct manager who does the exact same thing.
No minimal chit chat to smooth the way into business topics. In our 1-1s, he just waits for me to bring up topics. I'm fully remote, used to be in office, but he offers nothing that might let me know what is going on in the office that might help me interact with others or, you know, do my job. Entirely passive. Oh so helpful if I have a specific question, but nothing else. Sure, this is a business setting, but still. A tiny amount of "good morning," "how are things going," can do a lot of heavy lifting in keeping relationships cordial.
I really don't understand this dynamic. Is there something wrong with me? I'm not a conversation hog, I'm good at reflective listening.
We are all adults, living our separate lives. I've figured out how to usefully communicate with them. Visiting, however, is a challenge.
They don't want to do anything.
The obvious answer is to just find stuff I want to do in their area and have them tag along, or not.
That's its own challenge. I don't particularly care for where they live. The point of visiting is to, you know, *be* with them. In addition, they are like a Greek chorus, not actually participating, but commenting, and apart from events.
So if I suggest something, they would do it, but I would never know if the activity was anything they would want to do. They display no enthusiasm, and I am challenged to ferret out their preferences.
Why go visit, then?
I don't, usually. We live far apart. One of them has a chronic illness, so I want to check in on them in person. And bring some stuff that belonged to our parents that would not ship well.
Before you tell me the chronic illness is the issue, know that they have always exhibited the same tendencies. In fact, I've had more substantive interactions after the chronic illness than before.
I should keep the visit much shorter. But traveling to where they live is an all day affair. I have a hard time justifying turning around and traveling home after a couple of days. Maybe that's the answer, though.
Not much to work with here. Looking forward to your thoughts.
Can we talk about Greer and Harold's ties?
While Greer is going all fan-boy philosophy and Harold listens, it was a great opportunity to look at how they are dressed. I always enjoy the sartorial choices. This time I was fixated on their ties.
Greer's is bold diagonal stripes. A pattern with obvious predictability, matching his straightforward thinking about Samaritan. Harold wears a subtle, deeply colored paisley, signaling his ability to consider the complexity of the situation created, first, by the presence of The Machine and now, the second AI.
Just an appreciation post for the attention to detail in this series.
Disclaimer: first time watcher, love the show, in the middle of season 3, just finished #16, RAM.
I am aware this sub is populated by Root fans. Respect to your opinion. However, I shall continue to yell at the screen every time she turns up.
Nothing about her engenders trust and it drives me crazy. As soon as she gets her (insert spoiler), she's right back to reveling in her superiority/God complex, dropping bon mots of insider information delivered with the smug, pitying attitude that irritates me so much.
Harold's right about her hubris.
But then, there is no story or subsequent seasons if Root could actually bring herself to work effectively instead of reactively with Harold's team. She blames Harold, but I find her at fault.
GA: what is the reasoning behind a joint revocable trust becoming irrevocable when the first spouse dies?
From my layman's perspective, it feels like an unnecessary administrative step that creates a headache and additional cost to the surviving spouse, particularly as the sole beneficiary after the second spouse dies will be an SNT.
I finally worked up the gumption to ask why my schedule kept getting screwed even though I blocked off the time appropriately.
Turns out I should always be using the time off feature instead of the availability feature.
Jeez, why didn't anyone tell me this was the problem after months of scheduling mix ups?
We had arranged for another couple to join us at our home for dinner a couple of weeks in advance. The afternoon of the dinner comes, and I receive this call from the wife:
"I'm pretty sure I'm coming down with a cold. I don't want us to come if this would concern you."
My response was to say something along the lines of, "Please take care of yourself! We'll arrange another time."
I see her a week later and inquire about her health. It was as if she almost didn't remember, she tells me oh, it's just settled into a post nasal drip thing, I'm not contagious.
We've been to their home for dinner, I thought we got on well, I was returning the invitation. She's a pretty enthusiastic person, but I sense distinct cooling towards me.
Was she expecting me to say, "please come to dinner, what's a potential cold between friends?" It felt like she wanted to get out of the dinner. Did I read this wrong?
I really don't understand this situation. I would appreciate perspectives.
TLDR: frustrated, dejected, stymied, depressed, disheartened by inability to create more than superficial connections.
Our new clergy just arrived. Other people are buzzing around him and his family, making their impression, snapping them up in the freshness of new beginnings.
Me, I'm a wallflower. I like this group because it's a real singing group. No one cares how loud I am, in fact, that's how I'm known, as having a fabulous voice. it's very inconsistent though, so my efforts to do anything with it have all come to naught.
My first opportunity to make myself known occurred recently in a small setting, but my voice and I hosed it. I feel like an idiot.
I'm ordained, too, but because I'm so inconsistent and my social skills are rudimentary, I've never told anyone here. I don't want to set expectations and then fail. And i have failed *spectacularly* in the past.
I should be content to be a modest, unassuming person in a congregation that suits me, but I do still wish for more.
Is there a point to this post? I guess I'm dejected and frustrated with my inability to make deeper connections.
How do you discuss with doctors the different perceptions of pain, or the fact that different levels of pain change the age of the me who is perceiving and responding?
I might walk into a surgery as a thoughtful adult, but I'll become a 6 year old once the anesthesia wears off. The internal adults find this scary and almost shameful.
I'm thinking of explaining it as having reduced mental capacity due to pain and non opiod pain management medications. Those drugs make my ability to think sluggish anyway, so it's not far off the mark.
I'm not sure what I want to achieve with such a conversation, except my decision making is different at different ages. What an adult might be ok with, 6 year old me might not accept.
Any thoughts, suggestions, or experience?
Loving the show. In the middle of season 2. Everyone is looking for the man in the suit.
Honestly, couldn't Reese just switch up his wardrobe to stop wearing suits?!?
I know, I know, we live for the story, and how is there even a story without his signature wardrobe?
I'm glad I enjoy the show enough to suspend disbelief on this point.
Sad vent: I just had an inherited diamond wind up watch lengthened so I could wear it regularly.
Today I look down to see that one of the tiny diamonds around the edge has come loose (TG it's still there) and one side looks kind of dull. I probably was not careful enough when washing my hands.
I am so frustrated. I try to take care of my nice things, but I'm starting to think I should sell all the real jewelry and buy paste.
Is it my imagination, or is the scheduling software arcane, cumbersome, and challenging to use?
Every 2-3 scheduling periods, something goes awry, either with time I've scheduled as off or unavailable, or with a pre-existing unavailable block of time.
I've been feeling less than generous towards my manager on this point, but I'm starting to think it isn't her/him, but the software itself.
Thoughts? Workarounds?
Does anyone actually use a Tatsy shuttle for tatting? They are so bulky in my hand, they are impossible to use.
I've started using them as a holder for large quantities of thread for projects because they taste up less space than a full ball of thread.