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Real life happy
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@Selira said in Real life happy:
I cried today in a room full of hundreds of people.
But I wasn’t the only one, because it was Hadestown, and I was completely, totally blown away. The album is already great, but the context of the live show elevated it to at least my top two live theatre performances.
It’s an old song…
It had the same effect on me. I saw Hadestown pre-Covid with the original cast and it instantly became my favorite show even over Wicked, Hamilton, and Lion King. The story, the staging, the music… it all came together for me.
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@Selira Last time I cried at a concert it was Peter Gabriel, man just had this crazy charisma it was so intense and amazing.
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@Selira I love this musical so much! So happy it was great live!
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So, I’m not a big anime fan at all but being interested in what my kids are interested in so that I can keep in touch with who they are and whatnot has always been a huge thing for me. All my kids have issues with anxiety, and things like letting one of them show me ARG videos all night on YouTube or another play me all the latest RnB music+videos on YouTube or Spotifywhen they can’t sleep or a third mixing random weird marbled paints for us to flick all over posterboard we lean against walls so they can detox from the daily torture in high school were ways I helped them work through shit that sometimes they wouldn’t even detail to me.
Fast forward ten years, everybody’s married, has kids, are struggling with serious mental health issues or the fallout from such, and it just tickles me to no end that my son calls me up to tell me about this wicked bad new anime (the last one was Vinland Saga which I fucking LOVED so he’s hoping to make it a streak) then does the math and realizes he has time to get over here and watch it with me before he goes to work, while I’m alone in the house and a bit under the weather.
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I’m going to double post based off the idea that moar good is moar better to share.
ALSO real life happy for me today was getting my spider-vac in the mail AND IT WORKS!
I hate killing anything, even flies, mosquitos, spiders, vinegaroons, pedes… even shit that scares me I just… I guess enough Buddhism stuck when I went through that phase that I can’t not grieve if I know I’ve cost a life, even a teeny tiny one, so getting to suck them up then pop them outside to be <whatever critter they are> in the right environment versus my pots and pans cupboard or sink really makes me happy.
With the 8000000 spiders born here in the past month, that’s going to be one mighty busy spider-vac.
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I started this side gig doing content writing for websites. It’s eaten more of my brain than I care to admit.
Yesterday one of editors left such a NICE comment on this silly thing I wrote, that I’m still so delighted by it hours and hours later. It seriously made my entire week.
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@eye8urcake said in Real life happy:
With the 8000000 spiders born here in the past month, that’s going to be one mighty busy spider-vac.
Where do you live so I can never go there.
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@eye8urcake said in Real life happy:
With the 8000000 spiders born here in the past month, that’s going to be one mighty busy spider-vac.
Those’re rookie numbers.
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@Pavel said in Real life happy:
@eye8urcake said in Real life happy:
With the 8000000 spiders born here in the past month, that’s going to be one mighty busy spider-vac.
Those’re rookie numbers.
Are you Australian? You sound like my Australian friendsThe spiders are pretty much lol’ing at me (and are big enough to hear) when I have to chase them with this fucking thing. So far I’m like 2 for 3 in getting them back to the wild, with one probably heading back to rally troops.
@DrQuinn Northeastern Nevada, near the borders with Idaho and Utah. It’s a terrible, but very cheap, place to live.
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@eye8urcake said in Real life happy:
Are you Australian? You sound like my Australian friends
I’m in Australia, yes.
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I had a liver biopsy last week because my numbers are terrible and some ultrasound scanning showed some worry spots. The results of the biopsy show no cirrhosis and no cancer which is such a relief. I feel like I’ve been holding my breath for a week.
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Just popping in to say publicly that @IoleRae is always right, and this is a Good Thing.
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Thank you @eye8urcake those are absolutely my favorite words to hear. It is the best drug.
IN OTHER NEWS
I am on vacation. For a week. An actual VACATION. I am not taking it for medical purposes, no surgeries, no crises, just time off using annual leave hours all together in a chunk. Even better, my SO will be off in a couple of hours, too. It’s exciting.
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As someone who recently went through the same thing, I am so fucking glad to hear that. It’s absolutely terrifying to wait for those results.
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I have been working at a job for a few years and it’s toxic af. It’s a frontliner position, so I worked all through that. I’ll pick up hours. I’ll cover other management, etc. I’m also a huge people pleaser - so you can imagine how that went.
The competition in this market was hiring. I figured I would just sound it out. I’ve spent the last five years hearing how extra I am, how I need to calm down my hyper, and I come off as fake - so I need to not be so optimistic. This other company embraced all those things.
My RL happy? I quit my job. I’m taking the other one. It’s going to have more work/life balance. It follows my management style and they are not telling me to shush up and take up less space.
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I burnt the crap out of myself (even my eyes hurt) but I have enjoyed several afternoons of taking my 8 year old to the local outdoor pool. Its brought back so many happy memories about coming almost every day there with my young adult kids when they were preschoolers to Jr high–and then dropping them off there frequently after on the days when youngest and I swam too. Oldest was 12 when he was born. And then even more happy memories of the 4 of us playing pass the happy baby/toddler/preschool in the pool after that until covid it.
Also I can’t doomscroll while I’m in the pool. It helped a lot today.
I have fucked up frequently as a parent and am far from perfect. But also lots of good feels this summer that when I need to run an evening errand even after they’ve been at work all day most of the time at least one of my big boys wants to jump in the car with me and just ride along (it is super hot this week so there’s ac but they’ve been doing it all summer!)
Its weird to think I will have a college junior abd two sophomores this year (and a 3rd grader!) Time is flying by so quickly. I kinda wonder if maybe the 3 bigs are starting to get old enough to feel that too.
I’ve really needed the splashes and hyper 8 year old laugh, as well as the "hey mom, wait up I’ll come with you"s this week.
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@mietze Everyone fucks up frequently as a parent. Children are all different little people, we all do what we think is right, but you just never know how they’re going to take it. It isn’t easy!
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I’ve started going back to the gym, because I no longer desire to look like…this. My fiance has been going since January to meet with her personal trainer, who is an absolutely lovely and a joy to be around. She was more than happy to include me once a week while the fiance goes three times a week. There was a good amount of trepidation because I can remember being in pretty good shape. And then all that other life stuff kicked in. Stress, time, depression, mounting injuries, and other stuff that made me, well, scared to go back.
So I didn’t go back to the gym. For about between 15 to 20 years. At the urging of my partner, I decided to drag myself back. I’ve been feeling better about going, but we finally started doing something I haven’t really been looking forward to. The bench press. I can remember, in a younger life, that my max press(one rep) was 225 lbs. That was good. I was proud of that. It’s hard to keep being positive when you know you’ve lost so much muscle mass, and that you’re afraid of hurting yourself. Nerve damage, in my case.
My trainer, I’m really happy that she helped me get over that fear and start doing that again. I was also happy to know that, while 135 lbs max press isn’t where I used to be, I was afraid it was going to be so much less. She didn’t let me give up, even when I was about to myself. After I was able to get the bar back onto the rack, she looked at me and said “I am not letting you get out of this that easy. Not going to disrespect you like that.”
That meant a lot to hear. I feel good about what I did today.
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Good on you for doing something that makes you feel better! Remember non-scale victories are the best victories.