So, I am a full time mom. I live with my mother since my relationship didn’t workout since I was pregnant. My mom doesn’t really like to watch my child for me to be able to go out and do anything, if she does I have to pay her. So I’m mainly stuck with my child 24/7, the father pays for groceries and the car I drive. Mainly to just have me “stuck” here. There’s so much more to the story. I think I’m depressed. My child literally does everything he’s not supposed to. Gets into everything. I’m so tired. I’m so fed. I’m tired of being a mom and being stuck in this damn life. I’m so unhappy with this. I use to be a better mom. A mom who cooked 3 meals a day for my baby. That was just months ago. Now I don’t even want to get up in the mornings. I want to put the father of my child on child support or just even get 50/50 custody. I’m tired of feeling like I’m the only parent taking care of him 24/7. My life is stuck at no career, no job, meanwhile the dad is doing amazing things for himself. Today while I was getting ready to shower my child, I lashed out. Screamed at him and pulled him and physically sat him down because I just couldn’t handle him anymore. He was literally sucking water that fell, from the floor, in the restroom next to the toilet. I don’t hit my child, I never believed in physical discipline. But the way I screamed and began crying just took over me. He looked at me in a way he has never looked at me and I couldn’t help but to cry even more because I know I’m fuc*ing up. I’m just so angry that the dad can pass by once or twice a week and share cuddles with him and laughs. Meanwhile I look like the bad parent because I’m left to deal with everything else. I’m just tired. I’m guilty. I’m tired of being a mom. I feel like a bad mom. I feel like crap. The one day I left to do something for seven hours straight. His father brought our child back and my child was literally not even a tad bit excited to see me. But grandma whom gives him candy and chips all the time, he definitely screamed of excitement when he saw her. I’m just done.

I (30F) am just frustrated. I don’t understand how to even begin to move forward and get ahead. Money is the worst!! I am at a big adult job now and make 65k which is the most I have ever made. It’s awesome and I love my job it does keep me busy but overall it’s great with good people. Every month I pay 3k to bills (rent, child care, utilities) this leaves me with $400-$500 every paycheck, which is the 15th and 30th of every month. I know it seems like a lot but it’s not. I have a husband (41M) who is graveyard and doesn’t make much but gets paid weekly maybe $450-$550 a week and a toddler (4M) who takes a lot of time and money obviously. Car payment is auto take out $288 and second one I try n pay $350 so we aren’t paying $680 all at once. I’ve had to take out a payday loan and it’s been eating at me. Credit cards are maxed out for gas and food and it’s hard to pay them and not use them.
I feel like I’m drowning. We barley have $15-$20 in our account after everything. I guess my question is, does it ever get better? What am I doing wrong to have it so near death every month? What in the world can I do to do better?
I was thinking of a second job but then I would never be with my kid or even sleep. I feel so torn I think I just need some personal advice on how to make it work.
Thanks 😊

I have no flying experience and want to get my private pilot license in order to pursue my dream of being an astronaut. I've been looking at different flight schools to see how I can get it in a way that suits me and have determined that I want to take part 141 program primarily because of the cost difference compared to part 61. I contacted this flying school in NY called the Academy of Aviation and told them I wanted to do the 141 which costs only around 14,000 and then two days later he sends an email saying:
"I know we spoke about the 141 minimums, but I want you to succeed in this program and have the best possible training for your private pilot license so i changed the estimate for you to succeed in getting your PPL. This isnt the only reason why i changed estimate, the other reason is im trying to save you from spending big money. If you were to go the 141 minimum route, and if you exceed the amounted hours that are required for the part 141 minimums (35hr) then you would have to pay full retail price and that is a bit more costly then our Private Pilot License Program. So to help you succeed, and also spend less money overall I put an estimate out for our PPL Program which is more flying time, and more hands on training for you to complete the Private Pilot License Program (PPL). This is way more of a beneficial route then the 141 minimums. If you have any questions regarding the estimate you can always give me a call and we can discuss further on how to achieve you dream of getting that PPL."
The cost for this new part 61 program is 24,000 which is a drastic price difference that I am unsure of. Now I'm wondering whether he really means this and the difference is that the major between the two programs is that big or whether he was just told to say this by someone else. Do you really get charged retail if you exceed 35 hours? And does anyone know good flying schools where i can get my license for relatively cheap in NYC / Long Island Area? Thanks.

I thought I would come here because I've been having a bit of a crisis, and I don't know what to do.
I have a masters degree (and over $100,000 in student loan debt) in a field I don't think I can keep doing for the next few decades. I'm a school counselor, I graduated just last year with my masters degree. I got a job in the field and honestly I'm at my wits end with it. It might just be the school that I'm in, but it's a constant drain on my mental health. I have angry, yelling parents directing anger at me for mistakes that I have nothing to do with, and I don't have the time for the most part to actually talk to the kids. I love working with and helping kids which is why I went into the career, but not being able to do that as often as I like along with having to deal with irate parents is a drain on my mental health. When I am able to do the work I thought I was going to to I'm told that I'm good at it, but being good at it and being able to handle the pressures associated with it are two different things. There have been days where I just cry after work, this just isn't sustainable. When I was in undergrad I got my degree in social work, and while I like helping people even then I was worried that the field would be a drain on my mental health. Counseling and social work both are very heavy in emotional labor. I went with it anyways, hoping it would get better with time and therapy.
I had wanted to major in history since I love to research and I study it in my spare time just for fun. I was told back then that it wasn't a good major to have because "what would you even do with a history degree anyways, all you could do is teach." I would love to work in historical preservation, genealogy, or public history. I keep going back to it and wondering if maybe I should make a career change, see if working in history would be better for me. The issue is that I have a bachelors and a masters in something totally unrelated, I don't know that anyone would actually hire me. Or at least, if they did it probably wouldn't be at a salary high enough I could pay my loans, because it would be an entry level job since I don't have a history degree. I would have to go back to school, and add more debt that I will never get out of.
I just don't know what to do, I feel like my current career isn't sustainable for me, but the career I wish I had gone to probably wouldn't take me. Do I go back to school and add that debt or do I try to stick it out in my current career? Everyone around me keep encouraging me to stick with it, but I don't want to end up as someone who is eventually hates my job so much I'm not actually helping kids that need help. I don't want to be that mean, old school counselor that no one likes.
I know that no one can tell me for sure what to do, but does anyone have any insight? Information on going back to school or changing your career to something totally different? Or maybe some advice on how to stick with a career you're not sure is a good fit for your personal life?

Hey all, I have experience with training dogs and caring for them, but for a good 10 years of my life I was gone for 10-11 hours per day 5+ days a week.
Things have changed with hybrid working and a new job. I'm now gone 2-4 days out of 7 for around 8-9 hours. There isn't anyone who can watch the dog during the day aside from paying a dog walker, but I can give the dog access to the exterior with a 3 seasons room I have. I live in the country part of the city so it's fairly quiet from a people/cars perspective, but there's deer, squirrels, rabbits, etc..
Most would say get a cat i know, but I also like walking a lot and being outside or hiking. So I'm looking for a companion to do things with and walk every day. I'm also allergic to most cats :(
Can I get away with taking them for however long of a walk they need in the morning and the evening on days that I'm gone. I definitely want to make sure my dog is happy and loved, but it's just me. Thanks!
Will this be your first dog? If not, what experience do you have owning/training dogs?
First dog that I am primarily responsible before but experienced in training not necessarily caring for a dog
2) Do you have a preference for rescuing a dog vs. going through a reputable breeder?
I would prefer to rescue a dog
3) Describe your ideal dog.
Small to medium sized. Happy loving and hungry
4) What breeds or types of dogs are you interested in and why?
I’m not sure I was looking at beagles recently
5) What sorts of things would you like to train your dog to do?
My dog will be trained on his day to day and his capacity to continue to learn beyond that would be stimulated but I don’t really want my dog to do “something”
6) Do you want to compete with your dog in a sport (e.g. agility, obedience, rally) or use your dog for a form of work (e.g. hunting, herding, livestock guarding)? If so, how much experience do you have with this work/sport?
No
Care Commitments
7) How long do you want to devote to training, playing with, or otherwise interacting with your dog each day?
2 hours max
8) How long can you exercise your dog each day, on average? What sorts of exercise are you planning to give your dog regularly and does that include using a dog park?
For me I understand the dog needs daily exercise but some days it’s 20-30 min and other days I have 2-3 hours of walking. For reference I averaged 3.5 miles walked per day working from home last year. I’ve walked/hiked 20+ miles in a day though
9) How much regular brushing are you willing to do? Are you open to trimming hair, cleaning ears, or doing other grooming at home? If not, would you be willing to pay a professional to do it regularly?
I do not want to regularly have to brush and trim hair. I have significant issues with my hands that make things like that difficult. I would hire someone if I could not perform
Personal Preferences
10) What size dog are you looking for?
20-50 lbs
11) How much shedding, barking, and slobber can you handle?
Barking and slobber are eh prefer not to much shedding but definitely not a deal breaker I’m outside a lot so I track in my fair share of dirt
12) How important is being able to let your dog off-leash in an unfenced area?
Not important
Dog Personality and Behavior
13) Do you want a snuggly dog or one that prefers some personal space?
I want a dog that is ok if I give it tons of attention but I’m gone for 8 hours
14) Would you prefer a dog that wants to do its own thing or one that’s more eager-to-please?
Does not matter to me we are all our own person or in this case dog 🙂
15) How would you prefer your dog to respond to someone knocking on the door or entering your yard? How would you prefer your dog to greet strangers or visitors?
Someone at the house let me know I live in a semi secluded area on a walk or in a park i definitely want them to be friendly to people and dogs
16) Are you willing to manage a dog that is aggressive to other dogs?
I can manage and train a dog that reacts incorrectly but would prefer not to have to do that
17) Are there any other behaviors you can’t deal with or want to avoid?
No
Lifestyle
18) How often and how long will the dog be left alone?
I’m gone for 4-8 hours every day, but I’m a giver I go out of my way to give to others so I’d prefer a dog who isn’t going to freak out
19) What are the dog-related preferences of other people in the house and what will be their involvement in caring for the dog?
N/a
20) Do you have other pets or are you planning on having other pets? What breed or type of animal are they?
N/a
21) Will the dog be interacting with children regularly?
N/a
22) Do you rent or plan to rent in the future? If applicable, what breed or weight restrictions are on your current lease?
Own home
23) What city or country do you live in and are you aware of any laws banning certain breeds
N/a USA no covenants
24) What is the average temperature of a typical summer and winter day where you live?
North Carolina hot and cold
Additional Information and Questions
25) Please provide any additional information you feel may be relevant.
Just looking for a Best bud to share a large home that I live in alone. I cook and walk/hike a decent amount so a buddy to enjoy that with
26) Feel free to ask any questions below

One of the less enjoyable mod posts today, but an important one, that we hope you'll take the time to read.
Recently Reddit Inc has announced changes to their API which, if enacted, will shut down many, if not all, 3rd party apps that a large number of Redditors use to access and enjoy their favourite communities - this one included.
One of the most critical changes to the API is that it is moving from a free to a paid model, resulting in expenses that developers of 3rd party apps simply cannot afford. To put the price change in to context, Apollo, one of the most popular 3rd party apps for Reddit, is looking at a cost of $1.7 million per month to continue operating. That's a cost of $12,000 per 50 million API requests. In contrast, Apollo pays Imgur $166 for every 50 million API calls.
This means popular apps like Apollo, Reddit Is Fun, Narwhal and many more will have to shut down, permanently.
Even if you're not using a 3rd party app yourself, these changes are likely to impact the communities you enjoy as well, with the vast majority of moderation teams relying on 3rd party or self-made tools, that utilise Reddit's API.
For us specifically, that means u/F1-bot, which does a whole lot of work behind the scenes to help mods manage the sub as well as deliver the content you've come to enjoy: Sidebar stats and schedules, standings, race threads with timings, starting grids, stats and results, the daily discussion, just to mention a few of the visible ones.
And on top of all that, it paints a bleak picture of what is to come for those of us who use other tools, like Reddit Enhancement Suite and old.reddit.com.
Here's a little TLDR on why this is important.
So what are we planning?
On June 12th, we and a growing number of other subs - large and small - will go dark for 48 hours. During that time, you will not be able to view or post any content on this reddit.
This action isn't something we take lightly.
We understand that many of you enjoy coming here on a daily basis to keep up with the sport (and to trash talk the latest Ferrari strategy), but we believe that we must take a stand on this topic - and this is how we can do so.
We understand that Reddit is a company that has to make money in order to offer us a place to be the community that we are - but killing beloved 3rd party apps is not they way to do it.
We are not asking Reddit to provide a paid service for free - we are asking for reasonable pricing for apps that people have come to love and depend on to parcitipate in their communities.
We can't tell you that the blackout will solve the problem, because we simply don't know. But we have to try.
What you can do to support this
While subs going dark is one thing, regular users can help as well.
Reach out to Reddit via the channels available to you: Modmail reddit, comment in relevant posts regarding the API changes, submit your comments via the contact forms.
Spread the word about the changes and the consequences where you can. Doesn't have to be on Reddit. The important thing is getting it attention.
Participate in the communities that highlight this issue: Save3rdPartyApps, apolloapp, redditisfun, getnarwhal/
And finally stay off Reddit completely from June 12th to 14th. The blackout is one thing, but users staying away from the site entirely will send an equally important message.
But don't forget: Don't be a jerk. As frustrating as this is, being toxic or aggressive is not the way to go. Remember the human on the other side of the screen.

Currently with BCBS and MJ is covered under PA. In addition, I also take a crazy expensive asthma injectable called Xolair which is also being covered under PA.
I am starting a new job soon (also with BCBS coverage) where benefits won’t start until after 60 days, so I will be faced with the option of paying for cobra, short term insurance, or a marketplace plan so that I can continue on with these medications that are so important to me.
So far I haven’t found any marketplace plans covering both MJ and Xolair, so my thought is why mess up a good thing, cobra is probably my best bet for the interim.
However, I know cobra is slow moving. The last time I did cobra my pharmacy coverage wasn’t back on active status at the pharmacy until 1 month after they processed my payment.
Does anyone have any tips on how to expedite the cobra process, or in the alternative, know of any short term insurance plans that cover MJ?

In solidarity with many other subreddits, Persona has decided to go dark to protest the recent decision from reddit to change their API policy.

What Happened?

Recently, Reddit has significantly increased its API pricing, rendering it increasingly unaffordable for third-party app developers to continue their services. The prohibitive cost threatens to make it difficult to mod from mobile, stifle innovation, limit user choice, and effectively shut down a significant portion of the culture we've all come to appreciate. Indeed, on May 31, 2023, when these changes were announced, every third party app developer on Reddit made essentially the same statement: "I will have to shut down the app." Apps can also no longer show ads which was a primary source of revenue. So not only do they have to pay exorbitant fees, they can't even mitigate those fees with ads.

link for full breakdown

What does this mean for Persona?

It means the sub will be private during this timeframe, you will not be able to post or view content on the sub. We know that this is an important time for the franchise with new announcements being made, but we also felt it was necessary to take a stand on important issues that impact the future of the platform.
What we hope this will accomplish is keeping Reddit open so we all have the choices to consume the content in the way we prefer with the tools that make it a better experience for everyone. So I hope everyone can understand the decision and if there are any questions or concerns, you can always feel free to reach out to the mod team.
Don't refuse to be free, let go

[Tw mentions of disordered eating]
I almost relapsed again tonight.
But my boyfriend just has a way of knowing these things. I swear, it's like magic. He doesn't even KNOW that I self-harm, but he seems to always know when I need him. He messaged me just as I picked up my blade. Said some sweet things, completely unprompted, which helped me to calm down. The whole issue is I was feeling unwanted, unloved, useless and worthless because of some dumb stuff my mom did. But he made it feel better, just by showing me the tiniest bit of fucking love.
Which is why I'm so fucking worried. My mom is starting to revert back to her old ways again. Yelling. Treating me not so great. She's started turning the WiFi off so I can't speak to my boyfriend, (We're currently long distance unfortunately) and my phone contract runs out soon, which means mobile data can't save me. If the WiFi goes off, that's it.
It's scary. I'm finally starting to get back on my feet. Starting to appreciate the fact that I'm still alive. I haven't attempted suicide in a whole month. A MONTH. Going from multiple attempts a day to a whole month without one was hard. But my boyfriend just makes me feel better.
He's the only person in the world who is genuinely nice to me, and does things for me without holding it against me after, or using it to justify doing bad things to me. He makes me feel safe, and for the first time in fucking forever, I feel happy. But only when I'm talking to him.
And I'm scared. My mom is being really snappy. Says I'm in my room too much. That it's all my boyfriend’s fault, and I talk to him too much. Because of the damn time difference, we BARLEY talk. Two hours a day is all we usually get, because of time limits my mom has enforced. And now she's saying that I'm isolating myself again and it's all his fault.
I'm not isolating myself. I'm just struggling to sleep at night, so I've been sleeping during the day. I don't have school, and I have nothing to do, so I don't see what the big deal is. It's exam season. I'm drained as hell and so, so tired. I've got one more exam to go, and then maybe I can try to shift my sleep patterns. But now I'm too focused on studying and planning and trying to scrape by and pass at least SOME of my exams.
And even if I was, it wouldn't be because of him. She won't stop making comments on what I'm eating and my body. About my scars too. She doesn't realise, even if she's complaining that I've lost weight (I haven't lost anything) or that I'm not eating enough, it can still be fucking triggering to be constantly reminded of the way I look and that people are paying attention to what I eat and what my body looks like. And when she mentions how my scars are fading it's even worse.
Her solution to my problems?
She said she's going to take my xbox (which I paid for) my TV, my computer, and my phone away from me if I don't spend time with everyone, dont start socialing more, don't stop sleeping during the day, and don't start eating properly. I've told her before all of the noises from all of my siblings really triggers my sensory issues and stresses me out, but she said I need to grow up and deal with it. And now I'm panicking slightly, because the only way I can keep in contact with my boyfriend, is online.
I'm worried if I can't talk to him he'll get bored of me and leave. And the thought of losing him, pushes me closer and closer to relapse. My mom said she's going to take everything from me if I don't clean my room, socialise, eat properly and basically act 'normal' and I'm freaking out here. I'm on the edge of a massive breakdown. If my mom does go through with her plan, then I'm definitely going to spiral.
Without my boyfriend to talk to, without him to distract me and show me that at least SOMEONE cares about me, I'm going to be all alone again. I'm going to relapse. I'm going to lose everything I've been working for and it's not fucking fair. I just want to run away at this point. I've finally found something good, someone who makes me want to live, makes me want to stay clean and makes me feel like I'm WORTH something, and my mom wants to take it away.
I'm just so scared. He's my everything. I know it's wrong to need a person so bad, but putting it bluntly, I get treated like shit most of the time. So when someone is nice to me, with no adverse motivations, no using it against me, just kindness, decency and understanding, it feels so magical and special I swear to god.
He makes me feel Wanted and Needed and Important and Loved. And I never get to feel those things. People always want something. But he doesn't. He just cares. He cares, and doesn't ask for anything in return. He doesn't make me do things I don't want to and justify it by bringing up things he's done for me. If I don't want to do something, he tells me it's okay and I don't have to. If things go wrong he doesn't tell me its all my fault. Even when it IS my fault. He just says we shouldn't dwell on it and we should move forward.
I just- he's so fucking nice to me. He makes me want to live. But my mom wants to take that away from me and I don't know what to do. There's no way I can fix my eating by tomorrow. No way I can fix my sleeping habits or clean my room in a day. And no way, without relapsing can I force myself to interact socially with people when I'm so fucking tired and drained.
I wish I had someone to help me. I would tell my boyfriend, but he has really bad anxiety and worries about my wellbeing too much already. Sometimes he has panic attacks because he gets so worried about if I'm going to be okay after hearing some of the stuff my family has done. I don't want to ruin his mental health over this. I'm just frightened and upset and frustrated. I just don't know what to do.
I don't want to go back there. Back to the constant suicide attempts, the cutting every morning and every night, the going days on end without eating. I'm finally starting to get better, and my mom is going to rip it all away. I'm so scared.

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Another newer version of the Bullet Bags! Inspired by another custom order request from my friends over at AK Peasants. New design has a loop of webbing creating a handle for easy control when moving down the firing range. Also new patches to go with! 2x4 inch field of loop for the bigger square patches. 1.5x3 inch for the smaller patches. Offering 2 sizes for handguns and rifle caliber bullets. Little guy holds atleast 200 bullets and could hold more but not certain how much more weight it can hold I haven’t tested more than 200 9mm rounds. I double stitched every seam and triple stitched on some so it should hold a good heavy load but not tested much. The blue digital is very thin material and definitely not intended for a lot of weight mostly for looks and to hold lighter gear. Available in Multicam Black, Woodland, MC Tropic, Ranger Green, Coyote, Flecktarn, Alpine Snow, Realtree Camo, Blue Digital, Scorpion Ocp and Black. Vietnam Tiger Stripe will be back in at the end of the week. Currently only have the 7 patch variations shown in the picture 9mm, 556, 223, 7.62x39, and ''Freedom Seeds''. Each bag will come with one patch of your choice. Any extra patches will be an additional $4. Making these daily so let me know what you would like to see in the next post if it’s not in this one. $30 shipped for smaller pouch $35 shipped for larger pouch Specify which size patch and variation of patch. Also which size bag and type of handle or D rings at the end.
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Dear brothers and sisters in Christ,
I come to you today with a heavy heart and a message that must be shared. The end of days is coming.
We have all heard the prophecies of the book of Revelation and the signs of the times that Jesus spoke of. Wars and rumors of wars, earthquakes, famine, and disease are on the rise. The world seems to be spiraling out of control, and it's easy to feel overwhelmed and hopeless.
But as Christians, we must remember that our hope is not in this world. Our hope is in Christ, who conquered death and promised to return one day to make all things new.
We must also remember that the end of days does not mean the end of the world. It means the end of the current age and the beginning of a new one. A time when Christ will reign supreme, and all things will be made right.
But until that day comes, we must be vigilant. We must stay true to our faith, even when it's difficult. We must love our neighbors, even when they don't love us back. We must pray for our leaders, even when we disagree with them.
And we must share the good news of Christ with those who have yet to hear it. For when the end of days comes, it will be too late for those who have not accepted Christ as their Savior.
So let us not be afraid of the end of days. Instead, let us embrace it as a time of hope and anticipation. A time when we will finally see our Lord face to face and be with him forever.
May the peace of Christ be with you all. Amen.
As I sit here listening to the preacher's words, I can't help but feel completely detached from everything he's saying. It's like I'm watching a movie, but I'm not really there.
I used to be a devout Christian, but lately, something in me has changed. I feel like I'm going through the motions, but my heart isn't really in it.
The thought of the end of days doesn't really faze me anymore. In fact, sometimes I wonder if it would just be easier if it all ended. The world is so messed up, and I don't see how a loving God could let all this suffering happen.
I used to pray every night, but now I don't even know what to say. It feels like my faith has been drained out of me, and I'm left feeling empty and alone.
I know I should be seeking help or talking to someone about this, but I feel like no one would understand. My friends and family are all strong believers, and I don't want to disappoint them or be seen as a failure.
So, I continue to go through the motions, hoping that one day my faith will return. But as time goes on, I become more and more convinced that it's gone for good.
The end of days no longer holds any significance to me. It's just another event in a world that's already lost its meaning. And I don't know if I'll ever be able to find my way back to the faith that once gave me hope and purpose.
As I watch the news of the plague spreading across the world, I feel a sense of sadness and despair wash over me. The world is already so broken, and now this?
I used to believe that God had a plan, that everything happened for a reason. But now, I can't help but feel like we're all just pawns in some cruel game. How could a loving God let something like this happen?
Despite my doubts and questions, I still find myself praying. But it's more out of habit than anything else. I don't even know who or what I'm praying to anymore.
As the days go on, the situation worsens. People are dying left and right, and the world as we know it is falling apart. And yet, I still don't feel the sense of urgency or fear that I know I should.
Maybe it's because I've already lost my faith, or maybe it's just a defense mechanism. But I can't help but feel like this is all just a part of the cycle of life and death. We're born, we live, we die. It's all inevitable.
As I watch the world around me crumble, I can't help but wonder what the point of it all is. If there is a God, why would he let his creation suffer like this? And if there isn't, then what's the point of anything?
I know that these are dark thoughts, but I can't help but feel like I'm just being honest with myself. The end of days no longer holds any significance to me, because it feels like we've been living in the end of days for a long time now. what is faith but a mask we all wear. I think this as the mobs of people pull me from my home and hoist me onto a crudely built cross As I hang there, my arms stretched out and pain coursing through my body, I wonder if this is what it means to be faithful. To suffer and die for a belief that may or may not be true.as I hang here from this cross I can only describe it as an excruciating pain. My body feels heavy and every breath I take is a struggle. My hands and feet are nailed to the cross, and the blood is slowly trickling down my limbs. The heat of the sun beats down on me, and the sweat drips into my eyes, blurring my vision.
As the hours pass, my strength begins to fade, and I feel my life slipping away. I know that my death will be in vain. I offer nothing but hate and pain to those who have condemned me, and I ask my so called Father in heaven why he would allow this.
But as the mob below me cheers and jeers, I can't help but feel like this is all pointless. What does it matter if I believe in God or not? Does it really make a difference in the grand scheme of things?
I used to think that faith was a beautiful thing. That it gave people hope and purpose. But now, all I see is the violence and hatred that it can inspire.
As my vision starts to fade and my breathing becomes shallow, I wonder if I made the right choice. Was it worth it to hold onto my disbelief, even if it meant dying for it?
But in the end, it doesn't matter. Whether I lived or died, the world would keep turning. People would continue to believe what they wanted, and others would suffer for it.
As the light fades from my eyes, I take comfort in the fact that I stayed true to myself. That even in the face of death, I refused to wear the mask of faith.In my final moments, I feel a sense of release. The pain fades away, and I am enveloped in hatred and darkness. coughing blood spews from my mouth, as it falls to the ground to causes a hellish earthquake felt across the planet As the blood spills from my lips and hits the ground, I feel a surge of power coursing through me. It's as if all my pain and suffering has been transformed into something greater.
The earth shakes beneath me, the ground cracking and splitting open as the energy radiates outwards. People scream and run in terror as buildings topple and the very fabric of reality seems to fray.
But even in the midst of this chaos, I can't help but feel a sense of peace. I know that this is the end of my journey, that I have finally found my purpose.
As the last of my strength leaves me, I close my eyes and surrender to the darkness. And in that moment, I know that my legacy will live on. That the world will never forget the sacrifice I made, and the power that I unleashed.
For better or for worse, I have changed everything. And even in death, I will continue to shape the world around me.
Dark tendrils erupt from the ground and wrap around my body, I feel a sudden jolt of pain, followed by an overwhelming sensation of heat. The ground opens up beneath me, and I'm pulled downward into a swirling vortex of smoke and fire.
As I descend deeper into the underworld, I feel my body transforming. My flesh falls away, replaced by something darker and more powerful. I am reborn as a ruler of the damned, my eyes glowing with an unholy light.
The denizens of the underworld bow before me, recognizing my power and my authority. I am a master of the shadows, a lord of the abyss. And as I survey the landscape before me, I know that I have finally found my true calling.
No longer bound by the limitations of mortal flesh, I am free to explore the darkest corners of the universe. I am free to unleash my power and my wrath upon those who would dare to challenge me.
And as I bask in the glory of my new existence, I know that I will never again be bound by the petty concerns of the living. For I am now a creature of the night, a harbinger of doom, and a ruler of the damned. With my newfound power, I rise up from the depths of the underworld and make my way back to the world of the living. My mission is clear - to seek out those who had wronged me and make them pay for their sins.
As I walk among the living, I am a shadowy figure, barely visible to mortal eyes. But those who have wronged me can feel my presence, and they tremble in fear.
One by one, I seek out my enemies, and I strike them down with the force of my wrath. They scream and beg for mercy, but I am beyond mercy now. I am a creature of vengeance, and I will not rest until they have all been punished.
As I continue on my quest for revenge, I realize that my power has no limits. I am stronger than any mortal, and I am immune to their feeble attempts to stop me.
And so I continue to wreak havoc on those who have wronged me, until finally, I am satisfied. My revenge is complete, and I can finally rest.
But even in death, I am still a ruler of the damned. And should anyone ever cross me again, they will know the full extent of my wrath.

Dear brothers and sisters in Christ,
I come to you today with a heavy heart and a message that must be shared. The end of days is coming.
We have all heard the prophecies of the book of Revelation and the signs of the times that Jesus spoke of. Wars and rumors of wars, earthquakes, famine, and disease are on the rise. The world seems to be spiraling out of control, and it's easy to feel overwhelmed and hopeless.
But as Christians, we must remember that our hope is not in this world. Our hope is in Christ, who conquered death and promised to return one day to make all things new.
We must also remember that the end of days does not mean the end of the world. It means the end of the current age and the beginning of a new one. A time when Christ will reign supreme, and all things will be made right.
But until that day comes, we must be vigilant. We must stay true to our faith, even when it's difficult. We must love our neighbors, even when they don't love us back. We must pray for our leaders, even when we disagree with them.
And we must share the good news of Christ with those who have yet to hear it. For when the end of days comes, it will be too late for those who have not accepted Christ as their Savior.
So let us not be afraid of the end of days. Instead, let us embrace it as a time of hope and anticipation. A time when we will finally see our Lord face to face and be with him forever.
May the peace of Christ be with you all. Amen.
As I sit here listening to the preacher's words, I can't help but feel completely detached from everything he's saying. It's like I'm watching a movie, but I'm not really there.
I used to be a devout Christian, but lately, something in me has changed. I feel like I'm going through the motions, but my heart isn't really in it.
The thought of the end of days doesn't really faze me anymore. In fact, sometimes I wonder if it would just be easier if it all ended. The world is so messed up, and I don't see how a loving God could let all this suffering happen.
I used to pray every night, but now I don't even know what to say. It feels like my faith has been drained out of me, and I'm left feeling empty and alone.
I know I should be seeking help or talking to someone about this, but I feel like no one would understand. My friends and family are all strong believers, and I don't want to disappoint them or be seen as a failure.
So, I continue to go through the motions, hoping that one day my faith will return. But as time goes on, I become more and more convinced that it's gone for good.
The end of days no longer holds any significance to me. It's just another event in a world that's already lost its meaning. And I don't know if I'll ever be able to find my way back to the faith that once gave me hope and purpose.
As I watch the news of the plague spreading across the world, I feel a sense of sadness and despair wash over me. The world is already so broken, and now this?
I used to believe that God had a plan, that everything happened for a reason. But now, I can't help but feel like we're all just pawns in some cruel game. How could a loving God let something like this happen?
Despite my doubts and questions, I still find myself praying. But it's more out of habit than anything else. I don't even know who or what I'm praying to anymore.
As the days go on, the situation worsens. People are dying left and right, and the world as we know it is falling apart. And yet, I still don't feel the sense of urgency or fear that I know I should.
Maybe it's because I've already lost my faith, or maybe it's just a defense mechanism. But I can't help but feel like this is all just a part of the cycle of life and death. We're born, we live, we die. It's all inevitable.
As I watch the world around me crumble, I can't help but wonder what the point of it all is. If there is a God, why would he let his creation suffer like this? And if there isn't, then what's the point of anything?
I know that these are dark thoughts, but I can't help but feel like I'm just being honest with myself. The end of days no longer holds any significance to me, because it feels like we've been living in the end of days for a long time now. what is faith but a mask we all wear. I think this as the mobs of people pull me from my home and hoist me onto a crudely built cross As I hang there, my arms stretched out and pain coursing through my body, I wonder if this is what it means to be faithful. To suffer and die for a belief that may or may not be true.as I hang here from this cross I can only describe it as an excruciating pain. My body feels heavy and every breath I take is a struggle. My hands and feet are nailed to the cross, and the blood is slowly trickling down my limbs. The heat of the sun beats down on me, and the sweat drips into my eyes, blurring my vision.
As the hours pass, my strength begins to fade, and I feel my life slipping away. I know that my death will be in vain. I offer nothing but hate and pain to those who have condemned me, and I ask my so called Father in heaven why he would allow this.
But as the mob below me cheers and jeers, I can't help but feel like this is all pointless. What does it matter if I believe in God or not? Does it really make a difference in the grand scheme of things?
I used to think that faith was a beautiful thing. That it gave people hope and purpose. But now, all I see is the violence and hatred that it can inspire.
As my vision starts to fade and my breathing becomes shallow, I wonder if I made the right choice. Was it worth it to hold onto my disbelief, even if it meant dying for it?
But in the end, it doesn't matter. Whether I lived or died, the world would keep turning. People would continue to believe what they wanted, and others would suffer for it.
As the light fades from my eyes, I take comfort in the fact that I stayed true to myself. That even in the face of death, I refused to wear the mask of faith.In my final moments, I feel a sense of release. The pain fades away, and I am enveloped in hatred and darkness. coughing blood spews from my mouth, as it falls to the ground to causes a hellish earthquake felt across the planet As the blood spills from my lips and hits the ground, I feel a surge of power coursing through me. It's as if all my pain and suffering has been transformed into something greater.
The earth shakes beneath me, the ground cracking and splitting open as the energy radiates outwards. People scream and run in terror as buildings topple and the very fabric of reality seems to fray.
But even in the midst of this chaos, I can't help but feel a sense of peace. I know that this is the end of my journey, that I have finally found my purpose.
As the last of my strength leaves me, I close my eyes and surrender to the darkness. And in that moment, I know that my legacy will live on. That the world will never forget the sacrifice I made, and the power that I unleashed.
For better or for worse, I have changed everything. And even in death, I will continue to shape the world around me.
Dark tendrils erupt from the ground and wrap around my body, I feel a sudden jolt of pain, followed by an overwhelming sensation of heat. The ground opens up beneath me, and I'm pulled downward into a swirling vortex of smoke and fire.
As I descend deeper into the underworld, I feel my body transforming. My flesh falls away, replaced by something darker and more powerful. I am reborn as a ruler of the damned, my eyes glowing with an unholy light.
The denizens of the underworld bow before me, recognizing my power and my authority. I am a master of the shadows, a lord of the abyss. And as I survey the landscape before me, I know that I have finally found my true calling.
No longer bound by the limitations of mortal flesh, I am free to explore the darkest corners of the universe. I am free to unleash my power and my wrath upon those who would dare to challenge me.
And as I bask in the glory of my new existence, I know that I will never again be bound by the petty concerns of the living. For I am now a creature of the night, a harbinger of doom, and a ruler of the damned. With my newfound power, I rise up from the depths of the underworld and make my way back to the world of the living. My mission is clear - to seek out those who had wronged me and make them pay for their sins.
As I walk among the living, I am a shadowy figure, barely visible to mortal eyes. But those who have wronged me can feel my presence, and they tremble in fear.
One by one, I seek out my enemies, and I strike them down with the force of my wrath. They scream and beg for mercy, but I am beyond mercy now. I am a creature of vengeance, and I will not rest until they have all been punished.
As I continue on my quest for revenge, I realize that my power has no limits. I am stronger than any mortal, and I am immune to their feeble attempts to stop me.
And so I continue to wreak havoc on those who have wronged me, until finally, I am satisfied. My revenge is complete, and I can finally rest.
But even in death, I am still a ruler of the damned. And should anyone ever cross me again, they will know the full extent of my wrath.

This scene always makes me annoyed and confused. Why does Lorelai, a grown ass woman, think she’s pregnant because she craved an apple? I know that she never eats healthy, but in all seriousness she had sex the NIGHT before and thought she was already pregnant. Like girl you had Rory years ago and should know how your reproductive system works. Also, in a later scene, Lor tells Rory that “the crisis has passed.” I’m inferring that this means she got her period, but even so she would have to wait until the next month to be sure 😭 I’m not one to pick apart a show I love GG but why did none of the characters ever take preg tests and just assume they were pregnant ?!!

I've only been to two conventions (Dawn 40th and a general pop culture convention), but did not meet celebs or get autographs (went for tour and panel discussions). I'm considering going to the Dawn 45th tomorrow and might try to meet a celeb or two. I have zero interest in collecting autographs or paying for them, but realize it's required if you want to meet someone. Question: If you pay for an autograph, can you tell a celeb you'd rather just take a selfie? Any issue with that? If you get an autograph, I noticed that some celebs have 8×10s in front of them. Are those free?
Also, the site for this event does not list autograph prices for anybody. Any idea what people like Tom Savini, Michael Gornick, Christine Romero, the main cast, or any of the low-tier zombie actors would ask?

The only thing I know about credit is from credit card bills. When you pay your credit card bills, your credit score goes up. However, what are the benefits of a higher credit score? What are the downsides of a low credit score?
Also, how does credit factor in when taking loans, buying a house, buying a car, etc?

I’m an adult now. 5 years my sisters senior.
I just watched my sister get her diploma. And while I’m swelling with pride. She has exceeded everyone’s expectations. And I couldn’t be happier for her. I am jealous. I hide it well. I haven’t let my own petty emotions interfere with this milestone for my sister. Yet, I am none the less jealous.
I am jealous in many ways, my sister is skinnier. More outgoing, beautiful. Amazingly book-smart, and making my parents much prouder than I have, with my simple life and simple job. But being jealous in that way is easy to see past, easy to let go of, because I enjoy my simple life, doing simple things. And that’s what’s important to me.
What gets to me is the amount of effort my parents have and continue to put into my sister, watching them do things for her they never even considered for me, because I was the “easy child” in their words, and small things were enough for me.
We took my grad photos with a phone, because I’m not exceptionally beautiful, why would we pay a photographer like we do for her.
My grad party was held in a garage, they’ve rented a hall for her.
Family flew in from all around to attend her grad. I got cards.
They special ordered custom grad cards with my sisters pictures and lining in the envelopes for hundreds, I used the generic school provided ones.
She gets a custom 2-3 tier themed cake every birthday. I get a department store cake.
My father will be sending her money monthly when she leaves for college. I “didn’t need it” yet moved out on my own at the same age, and was attending community. Sure it wasn’t uni like her. But I still had to pave my own way.
She was gifted a car, but has commandeered my mothers because the free one wasn’t good enough, I paid for all of my own vehicles.
She got dumped so they got her a cat. I was never allowed a cat. But now that my sister is moving for college I am expected to take in her cat.
When I was living at home my mother always got us quick meals. After I moved she took up cooking and cooks almost every night.
My sister was allowed to try and quit every sport. I was told I couldn’t commit after quitting one sport.
My father spent his weekends with us in my teens glued to a computer. He now begs my sister to spend time with him.
I do not blame my parents and I had a very good childhood. There was no abuse. I was fed and thought of. And I understand that during those crucial years for me, my parents were in a nasty divorce, and were too preoccupied to be entirely present for me like they are for my sister. But it still hurts none the less.
Even now, still, I have been labeled the “easy child” and I feel so much pressure to live up to this precedent. To not burden my parents with my feelings of being forgotten, swept aside because I’ll take the bare thoughts with gratitude.
And I’m happy to be the easy child. I just wish that they would do some extra despite the fact that I’d be happy if they didn’t. I want my mother to insist of a custom cake. Or take me to get professional photos, I’ve never had any. I want my family to insist on flying in for my milestones.
Perhaps it’s my fault for never telling them how I felt, for never asking for the extra things, like my sister does. But I will not impose my family with this. Because I am the “easy child” and I am there to be easy, a release of pressure, to be helpful and polite, and nothing more.
If any parents are reading this who have an “easy child” please remember that even though they will be happy with little, doing the extra will make their world. See them. And don’t tell them they are “easy” as a compliment, then they will never want to break that mold, and they will go through life making sure to make everyone else’s life easy, at their own expense.

With the controversy surrounding casting of Sydney Agudong as Nani in the upcoming live action reboot of Lilo and Stitch, I’ve seen discussion come up about wasian actresses portraying indigenous characters. Sydney Agudong is the same mix as me (half white half Filipina) and I’m aware her family has claimed to be native Hawaiian but a creator on TikTok found proof that this statement is not true. I do agree that she’s not the best person to play Nani as she’s not Pacific Islander nor is she native Hawaiian, and she is of a lighter complexion, so her accepting the role takes away an opportunity for someone who’s actually of native Hawaiian or Pacific Islander descent to portray the role.
I’ve seen people mention Peyton Elizabeth Lee (half white and half Chinese) portraying a native Hawaiian character in Doogie Kameāloha, along with Kelsey Asbille (also half white and half Chinese) portraying an indigenous character in Yellowstone. Asbille has claimed to have native ancestry, but the tribe she claimed to be a descendant of stated there’s no record of her being a descendant. Another example Agudong was compared to was Naomi Scott (half white and half Indian) portraying Jasmine in the live action remake of Aladdin, with this there was controversy when she was initially casted as people called it white washing, although to that I disagree as she is not a monoracial white woman, but I do agree that her being casted is a great example of benefiting from colorism.
With these examples, it shows that being biracial (specifically if you’re half white) and racially ambiguous does grant you some level of privilege in Hollywood. Colorism definitely plays factor as well, and I do believe biracial actors do need to be more conscious of what roles they accept rather than taking advantage of looking racially ambiguous, as accepting roles they don’t authentically represent takes away an opportunity for actors who do authentically represent those characters to portray them. Zendaya is a great example of a biracial actress who is conscious about colorism when it comes to casting as she avoids auditioning for black characters and opts to audition for characters where casting is allowed to be more flexible on race.
What are your thoughts on biracial actors and actresses portraying characters they don’t represent well?

So the Dwarves had a huge debt over humans, humans helped a Dwarven ally of the king overthrow them to cancel the debt, now the new King of Dwarves is instituting Communism. Is this a good speech? (Humans overthrew the Dark Lord and the story picks up with all the sons of the Dark Lords' administration picking up the pieces and trying to rebuild the kingdom,
the Compact is a treaty the three kingdoms, elf dwarf and man, signed about 300 years ago dictating the laws of trade (Economics is a huge focus in this story)
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Watts had been successful in his first mission. The Dwarven capital was reclaimed by Man’s ally Okgruli Caskmaster, salt-born savior and rightful King of Dwarves, rightful in the eyes of Man at least. It was rumored that once the Dark Lord was fallen and his work in the Throne of Man was completed, Anthorn would send his forces west and aid his good friend Okgruli to reclaim his throne. Those words had been invoked, even if by Mason’s hand rather than Anthorn’s himself.
Now Ellis Watts, the representative of the Throne of Man, stood by the side of Okgruli Caskmaster, who was holding his great golden war axe high in the air, gathering cheers from the Dwarves celebrating the new order. Sure, the wealthier class of their people thought it madness, to cancel a debt of that size, of that magnitude, that they held over the mightiest of the three nations. But Okgruli promised them a new world, a new order, where the alliance with man by bond of battle would outway any petty concerns of gold.
On the stage next to Okgurli, were three of the old order, the Gold Beards, hanging with hands bound and necks in nueces, two had already dropped and snapped. The third, a Dwarf by the name of Gemhold, Ellis remembered, stood proud and ready for death.
Okgruli’s voice was low and commanding, “State your crimes, Gold Beard,” he said, ready to again swing his axe and consign the next pretender to Dwarven leadership to death.
“I am guilty,” Gemhold said, earning a great hissing and jeering from the audience of proud Dwarves, “I am guilty!” he said louder, “I am guilty of bringing our nation gold, wealth, trimuph, and in this revolution on the order of man of all people, you cheer for our wealth to be taken from us!” he said. He knew he was about to die, she didn’t really give a damn about being civil, “Do you not see what this Dwarf you all support so much has already taken from us, the dream of the Dwarven empire from mountains to coast, trade, wealth, gold, gold damn you, gold, the gold we have lost by this mad dwarf cancelling a fair debt. You are all Dwarves, you’ve been raised and taught the power of debt and taught how debt has given our kind more political power then any standing army this pretender could hope to build,” he said, “Revolution is an addiction, you lesser than dwarves think because you can’t make a good deal to save your lives that the system must be rigged, so when some wild dwarf comes and says he will seize the capital on your behalf you dare not question him!”
A rock came flying out of the audience and caught Gemhold on the side of the head, drawing a bit of blood from him. He took the hit and stayed strong in his resolve.
Okgruli tried to calm the audience, “This criminal will face his sentence, on the honor of being a Dwarf he is allowed to speak,” Okgruli said as he waved his hand and tried to calm the mob.
“Do you even realize what you will be living under should this so-called King of Dwarves ideals be put into place? Do you know who he aligns himself with? We the ones you call the Gold Beards, the Dwarves proud and strong in their ability to bring wealth to our people, we spoke to men and we defeated man at every turn, this Caskmaster has never spoken to a true throne, a true man of business, he speaks to the men called Duradan, simple men who live in trees, wear leaves and trade skins and meat. Men who wouldn’t know gold from iron, all of you, look all of you, to the trappings and luxuries the Freehold under our leadership has provided you, think of the wealth you will lose if you follow this pretender when your nation is wrecked when you’re striking stones for fire and clinging to whatever bread his society will allow you to have, remember, dwarves, remember the wealth our nation once gave you, when you find yourselves with nothing, remember a time where a dwarf could have anything,”
“Could have anything if they were a damn Gold Beard,” a Dwarf cried out as another siege of stone came upon the stage. “Remember!” Gemhold called out, “Remember you are proud dwarves, when you're reduced to trading skins and hunting your own food with only a memory of the wealth of gold, you remember what this revolution you cheered for brought you, and you remember what you gave up,” he said, taking a few more hits to the head.
“Enough!” Okgruli raised his hand, and the barrage stopped, “This Dwarf has spoken for himself,” he raised his axe and sliced the other end of the rope holding Gemhold’s neuce. Gemhold dropped and his thick neck snapped as he hung there, dead next to the other Gold Beard leaders.
“Look at this bead, Dwarves,” Okgruli said, running a hand through the brown hair hanging down his face, “You will never see a flake of gold on this beard, you will never see the Dwarf you’ve made your leader tout and carry about like he is wealthier than you, I am a Dwarf, a proud Dwarf born of the salt of the earth, no gold in this beard,” he shook his head, “Wealthy as our people are, it is sin to display wealth in such opulant manner, I think myself not above a Dwarf amoung you, no Dwarf should be over another, we are one people, one nation,” Okgruli turned to held his hand up to the great mountains behind him, “Within these mountains is the petty gold we’ve drawn as much strength as we could from, man harbors over this gold, in that we have power over him, as the true deciders of this world, but no more will we be the deciders from only another races lusts for our resource,” he said, “This gold does not belong to me, it does not belong to you, it belongs to all of us, to every dwarf that has ever taken hammer to mountain to bring our kind wealth, as my first decree from the Throne of Dwarves I say that all gold belongs to all dwarves, the wealth of the land, the wealth of the salt we have all been birthed from is as much yours as it is mine, no more no less, from this day forward, know that every dwarf will bask in wealth,” he raised his hands to the cheers of the dwarves, “What is gold, what does gold mean other than the value that man gave it when he first came to our mountains and lusted after its luster, let man chase gold, we Dwarves have something wanted, something coveted, we own the gold, it does not own us, I commission that we will use or gold not for for trappings of wrapping it in our beards and blazining our weapons, what does gold mean to you, you of the salt and stone, a Dwarf will never again be judged by the gold in his pocket, but instead by the sweat from his brow, the gold belongs to all and none, the Dwarves united will use the gold that the Throne of Man, our allies granted, but the Throne of man covets what is by blood and right property of the Dwarves, if this gold belongs to Dwarves, then let it be spent in the service of Dwarves, all Dwarves, great and rich, small and poor, the wealth of our nation belongs to our nation, and no Dwarf will ever again be able to connive or coax his way to the fortune of our people that belongs to all our people, no more will Dwarves fleck their beards and think themselves a higher station then any of you. I may be your ruler, but in my rule you find yourselves led by an equal, not by a supremacist who puts mercantilism above mercy. By the power restored to me as the true King of Dwarves, is to declare that all gold still resting in these mountains, belongs to all dwarves, to you proud dwarves who will work the mines not for your own glory, but for the strength and prosperity of your people, you will work under me Dwarves, and know that I, your king, will be with pick-axe and cart right next to you. So I commission, that we drain this mountain of its wealth, and spread that wealth useless to us to the petty concerns of Man and Elf. Let them war for gold, let them die for gold, we will take the riches of it first and formost, and we will spread that wealth to all the Throne of Dwarves, while they will fight and kill eachother for the wealth that only we can create, our nation will thrive!” he raised his arms, receiving cheers from a populace ready for hope and change, “Let it be said, and let it be written in the stone, to each Dwarf according to his needs, and from each Dwarf according to his means, and we have means, we have the greatest source of wealth in the three kingdoms, I say we use this wealth and build for ourselves the mightiest kingdom since the singing of that damn compact, we will supply Man and Elf with their gold, with their trappings, and in that we will trap them, from this day forward, no Dwarf will be more wealthy then his peer, for we will all be wealthy, invest in me brother Dwarves, pay into my new world with your labor, for labor is the only value that this world has, do not buy a trapping by paying for it in gold, receive a blessing by giving your labor, it has been said, the Dwarves do not pay the price of kings, I seek to build you a world where you will never pay a price again!”
The crowd was roaring now, the populace of the Dwarven kingdom had grown tired of the Goldbeard’s fixation of generating wealth. It was alluring, this idea Okgruli had, no more buying, no more selling, a world where a Dwarf could work with his hands and earn enough sustinance to be prosperous. It was a grand idea, why should a Dwarf slave for the wealth of one stationed above him only by means of capital? Why should a dwarf work for anyone save himself, or all Dwarven peoples? The Interlopers of capital hung dead before the people, and they cheered for their new king.

I offered “as-is where-is” & pretty sure that’s what got me where I’m at. Appraisal & inspection went fine. Also, sorry this is stupidly dumb long…
TLDR: what would you do first?
Move your stuff in, stick everything in garage, storage room & hardwood floor rooms & then do carpet cleaning & painting (saves $300 on storage charges POD & local small unit). But eat the extra charges of paint, carpet cleaner, supplies. But we’re saving that $300 which can go towards carpet & paint.
OR
Leave the stuff in storage while we carpet clean & paint. Pay the $400 storage fees. And pay for carpet cleaning & paint in addition to storage fees.
(I personally feel like one of them is the OBVIOUS choice but we’re arguing about it) ———————————————————
Why are we at ends here?
So, the condo had a dog in it. Not a big deal, most of first floor is hardwood, 3 rooms are carpeted (all 3 bedrooms - 2 downstairs, 1 upstairs).
The house smells like dog. Not like wet dog or anything, just dog. (We don’t currently have pets & it’s not like dog-pee smell or anything, just a dog lived there… and ate a lot of door jambs, lol).
Now, we’re between places (living at sister in laws for little over a month now). So all of our stuff is in a POD storage thing at the POD location, so I’m paying $350/mo for storage there, and I’m paying $50/mo for a small storage unit that’s local so we’re not crowding sister in law.
Husband & I can’t decide what to do first. Well, I can but he disagrees.
My choice :
The storage & POD will get charged on 6/20. We’re closing 6/15. So, if all goes according to plan, next weekend I can get the pod delivered 6/16 or 6/17 and stuff out of storage unit & save $300 total (it costs $100 total to drop off/pick up the pod - so $400 saving minus $100 = $300 in case you cared about math….). We have a garage & a large storage unit on ground floor. Our condo is on 3&4th floor. I’d rather not move stuff into the garage and storage room just cause I don’t want to move this shit again. I said, we can move our stuff in - we have good furniture but not nearly enough to fill the place like we did in our rental. We’re getting almost 1,000 more Sq ft. So there’s plenty of space to maneuver around furniture & get these things done with our stuff in.
His choice :
Husband wants to immediately Stanley steamer the carpets & paint. Which would delay the POD & storage unit, AND add the additional costs of carpet cleaner & paint (… and supplies). So that’s $400 + carpet cleaning + paint = $$$ - he doesn’t care. Oh, and somewhere in there he wants to rent a moving van for our stuff up here and move it down there…. (Even though we have 2 decent sized SUVs that we used to move in with his sister with our necessities)
I know he wants to just get in there. But again, carpet cleaning can take 1-2 days (pre-treat, shampoo, go over it again, drying). Painting can take…. God knows how long sometimes & the walls are already beige / tan so I don’t see why we need to paint a basic color except to just get rid of dog smell but we’ll be painting it again when we decide where’s what going and the sort. We have a 9 year old, who I know is super excited to pick out her paint colors & we’ll have 3 bedrooms, 2 staircases, 3 bathrooms & the normal rooms. Sooo a lot of painting. Husband had an accident few years back & between cleaning carpets & painting & moving furniture again, he’s going to be a total asshole in pain.
I was hoping to get 1-2 guys to help move the big stuff to avoid husband having a pain-episode especially since it’s 3&4 floors up.
I know he isn’t thinking logically about the time line or money or pain or the fact that we will only be 1.5hrs away from where we are now, so it’s not a huge rush to get our stuff out of his sisters basement. He wants to get in there ASAP but also delay getting in there to get rid of the dog smell.
My compromise was the following : - deliver the pod on 6/16 or 6/17. - spend 6/16 putting baking soda (or the weird carpet smelly stuff?) on the carpets, leave it & vacuum hours later. - rent a carpet cleaner & shampoo carpets 6/17, since no carpet is on way in/out, we can move stuff in to the hard floor rooms while carpet dries. - after carpets dry, we can move all the furniture to carpeted rooms & polish up the beautiful hardwood floors. - spray the walls with a vinegar spray & clean to get rid of the surface area dog smell - painting can happen later when we figure out where everything is going.
Now, the last kick is - we aren’t married, we’ve just been together for so long it’s basically married at this point. He’s now being a butt because he’s technically my dependent and I am the one actually buying the condo & it’s all in my name & all the money we have is from me working. So it’s “my” money even though I don’t see it that way but he does (& he loves spending money, which is fine - within reason - and he buys basically whatever he wants whenever as the bank is originally his but now joint. I do have 2 other accounts he is not on but since I handle finances & bills, I keep separate accounts to make my life easier. When he’s spending too much - he never looks at the account - I simply tell him to stop buying stuff. Now, he shops because I HATE to, & I also just hate spending money, lol) - we totally do not have a gender norm family. I work (going to be fully remote now) so I also need a work station set up before 6/20 plus the utilities set up. He cooks & does most childcare.
Is my compromise not fair? Any one have any other ideas? I don’t want to steamroll what he wants but he’s also very rash with his decisions & even though I have plenty of PTO (unlimited even), I’d like to be able to have a smooth transition from hybrid to fully remote.
Also, we’re not rich or anything, so I don’t want to spend tons of money after that down payment.
Help! Am I missing common sense somewhere?

I’ve been driving my Stinger for a year and a half, and I’ve had no problems until a few months ago. Thankfully this is not a mechanical issue, but a very infuriating infotainment issue.
I bought a new car specifically to have Apple CarPlay. My car only has a USB connection, and when my phone is connected, CarPlay starts to constantly disconnect after a few minutes. Sometimes when it disconnects, the USB port refuses to even give out charge or reconnect CarPlay, even after hitting the reset button on the infotainment system. CarPlay has been working great for an entire year, and this issue happened suddenly.
I’ve taken my car to the Kia dealership, and they kept it for 8 hours. I explained to my service advisor that the issue was specific to CarPlay, and showed him a video of what happens.
When I picked up my car, I was told they couldn’t replicate the issue and the service manager told me to buy a new phone because my phone is probably ‘too old.’
When I told him that I have an iPhone 14 Pro Max, he responded with, “your phone is probably too new.” I also have an iPhone 11 that I use for work, and the same issues happen. He then said, “it’s a software issue. Apple CarPlay is designed for certain software, and when Apple releases new updates, it becomes incompatible with CarPlay.” I asked this to be reported to Kia, but he refused and stated that dealerships ‘can’t do that’ and I’d have to be the one to call.
I began to play along, and had a conversation about my car with him. Eventually, he let slip that he had a technician test my system with his !!android!! device, for only 10 minutes. I confirmed this with my interior dash cam. They kept my car for 8 HOURS, and the proper tests weren’t even done.
I called Kia’s support line, as I was fed up with the dealership. I explained the issue with CarPlay to the representative, and they advised me that I would have to take my car to the dealership 3 TIMES before they’re able to look into it. I told the rep that I only had 1 dealership close to me, and they said to take it to the same one 3 times. How does this make sense?
Edit: I’ve already swapped the cables. I only use cables straight from Apple.

I need help understanding something in regards to a car broken into in a parking lot that I paid service for. About a month ago my girlfriend I went on a trip internationally and we had paid a service to park our cars in a gated parking space close by the airport. This was a place that I had parked my car previously so I returned to them because they were cheap and it looked pretty safe to me, that is why I came back. Anyways, long story short when we came back from our trip we got note that our car was broken into and stolen and it was found somewhere else about 5 to 6 miles away from where we had parked the car and thankfully the car was still drivable, but since he was a Kia with a key ignition, it was pretty destroyed, and it was just very beat up everywhere throughout the car. I spoke with the owner of this small business and he said he was sorry, but it happened to other cars to, but what happened to those cars was only the window shatter, the cars were not stolen. I told him that we want him to be responsible for this because this will cost a lot of on our insurance and obviously it’s something that we paid and trusted them for a car to be safe and all he said was I am sorry we do have liability but for us, and for anything that happens in our van to anyone there, but not for the cars. This obviously got me very mad and well it’s been a month now that this whole thing happened in our insurance said that the car cannot be totaled it can be fixed and it’s close to $11,000 I believe, and obviously we half to pay deductible which thankfully it’s only $500 but that is money that we do not have at the time and I am trying to make the owner responsible for it but he keeps saying that he can’t do it because he has a business to take care of and that his business right now it’s really bad because he already charges really low prices for everyone to park in his place, And he keeps saying that legally, he is not responsible for this incident, although on his website, he does say and state that this parking place is very safe, I mean, the place is gated, but they were still able to take a whole car and no one witnessed that happening. There’s no footage there’s no witnesses. There’s nothing at all I saw the car leave that parking place which I find really strange. Again, I’m trying to make divide responsibilities for that $500 deductible because I figured that that would be the least he can do since we do not want to go legally because we don’t want to destroy the business. We are not that type of people. I guess to make the story shorter, could I legally sue this guy and their company for them to be responsible for all the damages that were done to the car, and for the safety that they promised, and stated on their website, not been true? I mean to me that sounds like that is false advertisement, and again we are not saying that this was not bound to happen accidents do happen. I understand that, but the fact that he does not want to be responsible for something to happen in his business, while supposedly over, and protecting every single car, I strongly think that he should be responsible for at least some thing. It is very frustrating to know that our car got broken into and the owner where this happened and does not want to be responsible at all. Again, this is something that there’s a legal action towards this? Any advice or help will be tremendously told us because we are about to fix the car now finally after one month, but again we are now very tight situation when it comes to giving a 500 deductible just because I unfortunately got laid off from my job and my girlfriend just doesn’t half the money right now we went on vacation to have fun to distract yourself and come back relaxed but unfortunately we came back to this situation so any help will be greatly appreciated!
(Keep in mind, we never wanted to hurt his business or him. We told him that we were willing to just negotiate with him to see if he is able to pay any deductible or anything for the car and then from there we will move on. Again we didn’t want to make his business disappear or anything like that, we’re not that type of people but unfortunately he’s not wanted to be responsible for what happen so I want to see how can we solve this issue if we have to proceed legally, then we will have to do that.)