There are a few things I should never do. Let us first propose that most nurses are under medicated, OCD germaphobes. As such, cleaning carpets is best left to the professionals, or at least, some method that does not allow one to view the product of the cleaning. Because, right now, I'm debating whether I should demolish the house and just start over. Frankly, if what I've seen the last few days is any indication. we are living in a disease ridden hovel, furnished in smut and dog hair.
I actually started to write this several days ago and fell asleep in the middle of it. I took it as a sign. Of what, I have no idea.
Just a small comment on the government shutdown that didn't happen on Saturday. Being a federal employee in a health care setting, makes me an essential employee, and thus there was no hope of a furlough and I better show my face at work. As I have noted to my father (who worries incessantly about me being a single working mother) I don't make a shit ton of money, but I make a LOT of money, and if I'm hurting it's because, basically, I'm an idiot. Even with my predilection for all things Target, I have enough to meet my needs and most of my wants. So, I'd have to use my tax return to pay for necessities instead of buying a Tempurpedic for my birthday. Oh, gasp! I'd have to wait to buy my luxury bed item. My outraged stemmed from thinking about the troops in forward areas who wouldn't get paid, or even my poor little E1s to E3s, some of which have little mouths to feed, trying to live on half pay. And good for Navy Federal who said they would cover the other half the paychecks for their members. Awesome! Until you realize, these people will get the retro pay, all in one lump sum I'm sure, get absolutely raped on the taxes and then Navy Fed will, rightly so, want their money back. And so these poor kids will be back in the same boat. Meanwhile Congress and the CIC, bitching and moaning about we're so sorry, we have no money to pay our service members. Hey! Here's an idea: take a leaf out of Lee Iacocca's book (literally!) and pay yourself $1 a year salary until we're out of this hole.
/rant off
Okay, I just smashed my soapbox into kindling; so here's my theme song:
I actually started to write this several days ago and fell asleep in the middle of it. I took it as a sign. Of what, I have no idea.
Just a small comment on the government shutdown that didn't happen on Saturday. Being a federal employee in a health care setting, makes me an essential employee, and thus there was no hope of a furlough and I better show my face at work. As I have noted to my father (who worries incessantly about me being a single working mother) I don't make a shit ton of money, but I make a LOT of money, and if I'm hurting it's because, basically, I'm an idiot. Even with my predilection for all things Target, I have enough to meet my needs and most of my wants. So, I'd have to use my tax return to pay for necessities instead of buying a Tempurpedic for my birthday. Oh, gasp! I'd have to wait to buy my luxury bed item. My outraged stemmed from thinking about the troops in forward areas who wouldn't get paid, or even my poor little E1s to E3s, some of which have little mouths to feed, trying to live on half pay. And good for Navy Federal who said they would cover the other half the paychecks for their members. Awesome! Until you realize, these people will get the retro pay, all in one lump sum I'm sure, get absolutely raped on the taxes and then Navy Fed will, rightly so, want their money back. And so these poor kids will be back in the same boat. Meanwhile Congress and the CIC, bitching and moaning about we're so sorry, we have no money to pay our service members. Hey! Here's an idea: take a leaf out of Lee Iacocca's book (literally!) and pay yourself $1 a year salary until we're out of this hole.
/rant off
Okay, I just smashed my soapbox into kindling; so here's my theme song:
Talk about mudflaps, my girl's got 'em!
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