Spoiled and Rotten

That seems to be the theme of my thoughts this week.  The spoiled and rotten get ahead and well I'm just not.

I found out that I could get headphones as part of my health and wellness account. I thought that would be a nice alternative to my air pods. I sound spoiled don't I?  I got the air pods on sale, with some gift cards from my phone apps, work and I believe my sister gave me a Target gift card for my birthday that year so I wound up paying about $18 for them.  I got the headphones on sale from Target a couple of weeks ago and I figured once I sat down, it would be easy to set up.

Yes and no.  Easy to set up but the problem that I have is my iPhone is 100 years old in iPhone years.  It's from 2021.  I was upgrading every 2 years but I was fine when I "officially paid it off" in 2023 and liked having a lower monthly payment.  Is it a big deal that my payment would be 27 dollars more?  No, not really.  I have all these "ifs" right now between medical and car insurance that I think maybe in a few months I can trade in.

It shouldn't be this complicated.  Once I get a newer phone, I can pair it up easily.  It frustrates me that I have to think about these things.

My mom had asked me if it would be a lot if we got Sling back for a month.  I was surprised but we've had MSNBC on the last few nights with the news about the Epstein files. I know the screen on the laptop is maybe not the best fit for my mom.  I said they don't seem to have any deals at the moment.  She thought maybe I could get it for $5 for a month.  I laughed and said no.  That won't happen.  That was my most expensive streaming service at $42 which isn't horrible but if you all you do is watch the news?  It's not worth it and I think it's up to $46 now.  If money wasn't such a juggle, I could get it for a month and then cancel.  Streaming is a lot easier than cable.  I'll say that.

Then that frustrates me that I can't even get that for a month without worrying.  I think should it be this complicated?  No, it shouldn't.

So yeah, I really cheered myself up even more looking at Lois' Instagram page yesterday, didn't I?  During Covid, Lois had called a meeting with a few of us and it was to berate me for not doing something for our New York attorneys.  I didn't realize it was something that they needed and I had a feeling they asked Lois about it and found out I wasn't doing it for Sosie.  I didn't work for Lois anymore so why was she calling a meeting?  She said I can tell you're mad at me and I said I am.  I thought it's none of your business what I do and don't do for the attorney I work with.  She was being a bitch to me again.  She called Sosie, Lorna and our managing attorney into this call to berate me.  I'm so glad she doesn't live in the Milwaukee area anymore.  I would turn around and walk away if I ever saw her again.

There is always women that know how to get what they want and then there's me.  I tell myself well they're not nice women.  They live unhappy lives or their husbands probably do.  It always amazed me when I would see people like Lois or other women who weren't so nice get flowers at work or see an upgrade on their wedding rings and think is your husband a big jerk like you too or did you demand this?  I even found it grating when Cassie would rub it in when she got flowers at work or post them online.  Nobody wants to dote on me like that and well, so be it but after seeing all of that stuff on display just reeks of someone seeking attention.  And kind of looking like an asshole to others.  It really reeks of high maintenance.

I'm not excelling in Joyland over here.  My mom is worried about her Medicare premium not getting paid in two years.  What the hell am I supposed to do?  It will be on me if that's the case and I got to make that work.

I'm not looking for anyone to go buy me flowers so I can post them on Instagram like a jackass.  It would be nice to have a friend to say sit down for a few minutes.  Let me take care of this.  I'll get up after 5 minutes because that's what I do.  Sometimes I just need someone to let me sit for a moment and catch my breath.  Then I can do it.  It makes a difference when someone has your back.  

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