I was thinking last night about how I used to go cash my paychecks and then drive over to the Verizon store and pay my phone bill. I wouldn’t be able to pay my bills on the website anymore. I’d have to call and give my checking info over the phone or get money orders to mail shit in. I can’t even order standard checks with the account I have now.

Find another activity to replace it and limit your time.

Try to think, “this time, I’m going to go play with that game on my phone” or whatever that activity is.

When I feel like I’m sick of browsing social media I’ve done things like get up and tidy up, open the day planner, do a chore, play a video game, read, and hell I bought some word search books on ebay to have around to pull out and do. There’s tons of other things to do that’s better than this shit, you just have to remember that it’s there and force yourself to go do it.

I hated the idea for the longest time. Then I realized a few things. I changed my outlook of working a hopeless job to a job being a tool for me to get the money I need to live a better life. I also accepted that life isn’t fair and that not all the work I put in will equal the output. It feels like you have to do the work of 10 men to get anywhere. I accepted that and I put myself to work.

Sometimes you just have to get lucky and sometimes you have to grow. I worked many temp jobs and fast food restaurants until figured stuff out and landed a couple decent jobs. I started being able to hold a job for 1 year and then 2 years. I got lucky and found a temp job that decided to hire everyone perm. The catch was they waited to see who would sink or float. I floated. I wouldn’t have floated if I hadn’t had previous life experience.

Look at a job as an avenue or tool to achieve your goals. If you don’t have any goals then just pick something. It could be as simple as you want to save up for something nice. Start small and pick bigger goals as you achieve them. And going back to the job as a tool thing, if you don’t like the tool then get a new one. You wouldn’t use a broken tool to fix something. Sometimes you have a bucket of random tools and you have to pull out a couple before you find the right or that isn’t broken. Whatever to you pick, just try and keep trying. As long as you keep trying, you’ll figure it out.

I would also add to try to improve yourself along the way. Whether it be working on self esteem, how to write a resume, interviewing skills, how to cook, how to improve your finances, how to fix a car, work on a computer… Just work on something. You’ll only help yourself and learn transferable skills along the way.

Taco bell has turned to ass. Even their bean burrito tasted off and most of the menu items I see are crazy shit that doesn’t resemble anything in terms of Mexican food.

I’m sorry that happened to you. What do you want to do next in life?

One of the best lessons you can teach him is how to pick himself back up and keep moving. Make some goals. Talk about the goals with him. Talk about basic setbacks when they come up and how you change you plan to get around them. Life shit on you. It happens to us all in various degrees. It’ll happen to him so one of the best gifts you can give him is teaching him how to overcome it.

You don’t have to get back to the same place you were, or even the same occupation. But make goals of some sort and strive for them. I hope for the best for you.

Payday. Extra expenses keep sprouting like a mother fucker right now.

That and I’m eager to get Xmas shopping done and shit paid up.

I remember trying a home made cardboard one that worked pretty well. Make it just big enough for him to stop messing with it.

I found this link with some suggestions while trying to find a picture or video https://pangovet.com/pet-lifestyle/cats/diy-cat-cone-collars/ they make a paper plate one which is the same idea. Might be a good place for inspiration.

Cat puking noises wake me up every fucking time so you’re onto something.

You’re totally right. I imagine a lot of those ads are airbrushed to emphasize the teeth because that’s essentially the product they are selling. I imagine some people are like “well if it’s that white on that person, maybe it’ll actually work for me.”

Some people also have veneers put in because their smile is important to their job or because their teeth are stained from coffee or fluoride.

Idk I’d rather a passerby toss their poop or other trash in my can rather than throw it on the ground. Hell if you’re really desperate and can’t afford trash service I’d even tolerate a bag. But don’t be filling up my can.

I used to like in a neighborhood where one lady would randomly throw her trash bags in someone’s yard or behind my fence. City wouldn’t do shit about her. I didn’t like any of it and never did figure out where she lived but I was at that point of just telling her to put it in the fucking can because at least I wouldn’t have to pick it up after the raccoons got into it and scattered it in the grass behind the fence.

Why did the baby strawberry cry? Cause his mommy got stuck in a jam.

Nah, not salty enough.

When you’re living in your own fenced community surrounded by walls and trees it’s easy to ignore whatever is going on outside the property line.

Could also be the flow of the house. Every house I’ve been in where the washer and dryer are side by side, the washer has been closer to the entrance of the wash room and the dryer is farther (and usually towards the back door). My thought process would be dump the clothes in the washer and then kick the basket in front of the dryer to pull them out later and get it more out of the walking path. (unless there’s room on top of the dryer)

A movie night. Like go to Walmart, find a couple good dvds or whatever that the family will like, buy some popcorn and if you can find it for not too much, one of those popcorn buckets. If you can find a couple of those movie theater size candies then toss them in too.

Sometimes I don’t have the motivation to cook, sometimes I do. Sometimes I have the motivation to get shit done that isn’t in the kitchen. Throwing a pizza in the oven can buy me an extra hour of working on something else because I don’t have to come in early to wash up, prep, cook, then wash the damn dishes.

Have both options available.

Writing essays in high school teaches you how to do this.

Nails. Like the kind you hammer in. I hate them. They always come out and you have to hammer them in again eventually. Screws are the way to go.

That is actually an excellent use. That’s the first I’ve heard of that one.

I would not judge it based on the vocal minority that dominates the web.