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2023.06.10 19:01 eeeeeu Moradaya Rise
"Immortal Spirits of Fate, you who weave destiny, you who are my greatest muse and have spun countless stories in my ears, do not sit in idle silence toward me now. Sing to me of the birth of the Moradaya who came here from those mountainous lands of yore. May my words be true and my tongue possess the skill to utter the tale you speak into me without fault."
—An invocation to the spirits. Similar words are commonly spoken by storytellers in pursuit of favor from those who dictate the webs of fate.
As the cold wind howls through the valleys between that fractured piece of the Alpide belt born of the Paleogene in times long passed and nestled between two seas split by the crushing power of the advancing Arabian plate, a band traveling south and east on the backs of short stocky horses orients themselves against the rising sun hidden behind jagged peaks on the horizon which cut the sky like the serration on teeth of ocean sharks these migrants will never encounter, escape from this desolate winter landscape the one thing on their minds. They are Anyana, Iranic peoples whose ancestors roamed the steppes past the great mountains to the north where their distant cousins still drive livestock across a great sea of grass so wide and expansive it is hard for them to imagine both the land there and here in these claustrophobic ravines and gullies wrought by tectonic chaos belong to the same world. They do.
The Anyana abandoned such a pastoralist way of life when they migrated south along the coast of the Black Sea, known to them as Banga Marea, the Great Sea, which was vaster than any their ancestors before them had ever beheld, and into the lowlands between the Greater and Lesser Caucasus where rivers flow west into that massive body of water and the land is lush and fertile for farming. But this land of plenty where it seems the divines had tried their hand at crafting a paradise was not to be the home of the Moradaya. The Anyana who settled in these lands, which were at that time home to a population of Colchic Proto-Kartvelians, enslaved and intermingled with these local peoples from the coast to as far east as those who later formed the Kingdom of Asmanakashra, but many more of their brethren found no place in the small space of these lowlands, cramped as they were after the arrival of a lurch of people pouring inward as if the levy of the Greater Caucasus which once separated two worlds alien to one another had burst, and instead chose to push onward into the mountains to the south, spreading in all directions and hunting for whatever small abundances might be found in their alpine surroundings.
Massifs rise from underfoot across the plateau of the Armenian Highlands where Anyan has become the dominant culture and language, but divisions have already formed in this people. Wars were fought. Battles raged. Subjugation. The harsh topography of these lands and divisions between those original tribes who made the journey south drive the Anyana apart and erode their united identity like rivers splitting from one source in a delta before rushing out to sea, quickened by the absorption of local people's ways of life in the disparate and nascent polities forming among their culture. Some of the tribes have become wary of one another, others hostile and others more simply apathetic toward the Anyana living elsewhere in the plateau where even a few miles distance divided by a range of peaks can feel a world away.
The tribe Moradaya trace their lineage to a number of deva, beings akin to spirits or gods, the stories of their genesis passed down through the generations by oral recital and never received by the youth in quite the same manner or meaning each telling. Those travelers journeying across the Lesser Caucasus have heard the myths of their tribe’s origins many times, so often each might recite the tales from memory, as they did in the company of one another as solace for their otherwise pitiful position in a false remembrance of their greater past. The content of those myths is for another time than this. Their tribe has yet to find a home where they might permanently achieve peaceability and rest. For years they have searched, living scattered about Anyan lands, but this will soon be no more.
The band of men and women and children with their horses and all the belongings they managed to pack for the journey set their ambitions on the valley where meets a moot of all the Moradaya. For too long they have gone without a chieftain holding any true vision, but with the death of Small Vanga, deva bless his spirit, comes an opportunity to appoint a new ruler, one who might lead them to the home of which they have long dreamt. The winter journey for them has been grueling, but their ways demand a new chieftain be elected as soon as all the clan chiefs are able to convene. In that band marching beneath the slopes and now in the belly of a ravine, scrawny trees twisting and fighting each other for the scant light of the sun that makes it down all the way, Skoda goes with his family and a small number of his most trusted men to represent his clan, the Donsudra, and their wishes at the moot.
All free men are welcome to participate in the moot and the election of a new chieftain, but the clan chiefs are shouldered with the extra responsibilities of negotiating the affair and preventing strife at the results of the tribe’s decision. Skoda’s young age once made other chiefs wary of his abilities to lead, but since then he proved himself to be a skilled warrior and therefore, in their eyes, a leader in his campaigns against the Urartians, the native inhabitants of this alpine plateau, and many favor him to become the new chieftain.
After weeks of travel through winding mountain passes, Skoda and their band reach the banks of Soinya Marea, Lake Sevan, the water frozen therein beginning to thaw as spring emerges. Thin trees with leaves stripped and dead bushes and lichen growing on rocky outcroppings dot the hilly landscape. Smoke rises in the distance. Others from Moradaya had already arrived and created a camp where they weathered the remains of the cold season waiting to elect the new chieftain. Skoda’s band sets up their own tents in the disorganized array of other temporary homes along a network of mud pounded into the ground by feet of people buzzing around the camp. Tired from their journey, he rests.
They are some of the last to arrive, and soon after making their place all the clan chiefs are present on those banks, and the moot is called. They meet at the debouch of a stream snaking down to the idle water along an escarpment and flowing inside, the shallow depths gurgling over a bed of rocks. Men of other kinds have trodden these lands for hundreds of thousands of years since the age of Acheulean stone, and now rills formed in the mud by surface water from the melting snow are trampled underfoot as they gather into a haphazard circle, a little empty space in the center.
Clans Donsudra, Ibera, Kudogre, Paraba, Velun and Festuda all convene here. Besides Skoda, other favorites for chieftain are Oruges, son of the late Small Vanga, and Ekpuda, the wise and elderly leader of the Paraba. The law speaker initiates the day, and the shaman says a prayer and performs a ritual, and the thing begins. Oruges boasts of his own grandeur, standing in the center of the crowd who send cheers and jeers alike his way.
"He should be chieftain!"
"Someone older like Ekpuda ought to be in charge!"
"His father led us to ruin, and he'll do the same!"
They argue for some time with no resolution.
"Quiet, children." Ekpuda waves a single hand in the air, and soon all are silent. "I am too old to lead. That job belongs to those whose lives are still more ahead than behind them."
A murmur grows in the crowd.
"But, I must admit, I doubt Oruges' abilities as a leader, even if I respected his father."
A roar. Everyone was up in arms and yelling.
"I don't see anyone better!"
"Vanga's spawn is too weak!"
"Who else will be chieftain?"
Skoda walks to the center, the walls of which now undulate in the mass of upset bodies. "I will lead us."
After much deliberation and arguing, Skoda is narrowly elected as Moradaya's new chieftain, the first ever from clan Donsudra. He sets his mind on the task of finding his people a land on which they may grow and prosper, and these thoughts occupy every still moment for over a year until an opportunity presents itself.
The Urartian kingdom of Ushnu to the south had fallen into a state of civil war over the rights of inheritance pertaining to their king, and Skoda decides to take the opportunity and strike.
The war effort on part of the Moradaya is successful, and they drive out the rulers of Ushnu, known to them as Ošneš, and take over the land with their armies. They expand east into the territory of tribes Urartian and Iranian alike and settle them as their own.
Ošneš rests west of the endorheic lake of brine, Unya Marea, or Lake Urmia as it might be known to us. Fed by rivers, the lake lets loose none of its water except in evaporation, a draconic beast hoarding its wealth for itself. A place of stagnancy, though much life calls the lands around home. There exist many plots of arable terrain here, and it seems to all Moradaya, Skoda first of all, a good place to settle. To the east of this great salt pond is a river valley sandwiched by mountains north and the stratovolcano which looms over all therein and will soon become a place of great spiritual power south. Here, the Moradaya found a city, that of Majadaragand, the City of the Middle Valley.
For some time, perhaps a century or so, the Moradaya have called these lands home. The Urartians of the old kingdom of Ushnu still do so too, though they are in the process of being subsumed into Anyan ways of life, an integration which lends to the growing distinction between Moradaya and other Anyana. The real history of their conquests merges with legend, birthing new myths among the tribe's members now growing fat off the land. This is how the Moradaya came into their home.
Name: Moradaya
Gov't Type: Sedentary
Techs: Iron Age, Horse domestication, Spoked Wheel
map
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—An invocation to the spirits. Similar words are commonly spoken by storytellers in pursuit of favor from those who dictate the webs of fate.
As the cold wind howls through the valleys between that fractured piece of the Alpide belt born of the Paleogene in times long passed and nestled between two seas split by the crushing power of the advancing Arabian plate, a band traveling south and east on the backs of short stocky horses orients themselves against the rising sun hidden behind jagged peaks on the horizon which cut the sky like the serration on teeth of ocean sharks these migrants will never encounter, escape from this desolate winter landscape the one thing on their minds. They are Anyana, Iranic peoples whose ancestors roamed the steppes past the great mountains to the north where their distant cousins still drive livestock across a great sea of grass so wide and expansive it is hard for them to imagine both the land there and here in these claustrophobic ravines and gullies wrought by tectonic chaos belong to the same world. They do.
The Anyana abandoned such a pastoralist way of life when they migrated south along the coast of the Black Sea, known to them as Banga Marea, the Great Sea, which was vaster than any their ancestors before them had ever beheld, and into the lowlands between the Greater and Lesser Caucasus where rivers flow west into that massive body of water and the land is lush and fertile for farming. But this land of plenty where it seems the divines had tried their hand at crafting a paradise was not to be the home of the Moradaya. The Anyana who settled in these lands, which were at that time home to a population of Colchic Proto-Kartvelians, enslaved and intermingled with these local peoples from the coast to as far east as those who later formed the Kingdom of Asmanakashra, but many more of their brethren found no place in the small space of these lowlands, cramped as they were after the arrival of a lurch of people pouring inward as if the levy of the Greater Caucasus which once separated two worlds alien to one another had burst, and instead chose to push onward into the mountains to the south, spreading in all directions and hunting for whatever small abundances might be found in their alpine surroundings.
Massifs rise from underfoot across the plateau of the Armenian Highlands where Anyan has become the dominant culture and language, but divisions have already formed in this people. Wars were fought. Battles raged. Subjugation. The harsh topography of these lands and divisions between those original tribes who made the journey south drive the Anyana apart and erode their united identity like rivers splitting from one source in a delta before rushing out to sea, quickened by the absorption of local people's ways of life in the disparate and nascent polities forming among their culture. Some of the tribes have become wary of one another, others hostile and others more simply apathetic toward the Anyana living elsewhere in the plateau where even a few miles distance divided by a range of peaks can feel a world away.
The tribe Moradaya trace their lineage to a number of deva, beings akin to spirits or gods, the stories of their genesis passed down through the generations by oral recital and never received by the youth in quite the same manner or meaning each telling. Those travelers journeying across the Lesser Caucasus have heard the myths of their tribe’s origins many times, so often each might recite the tales from memory, as they did in the company of one another as solace for their otherwise pitiful position in a false remembrance of their greater past. The content of those myths is for another time than this. Their tribe has yet to find a home where they might permanently achieve peaceability and rest. For years they have searched, living scattered about Anyan lands, but this will soon be no more.
The band of men and women and children with their horses and all the belongings they managed to pack for the journey set their ambitions on the valley where meets a moot of all the Moradaya. For too long they have gone without a chieftain holding any true vision, but with the death of Small Vanga, deva bless his spirit, comes an opportunity to appoint a new ruler, one who might lead them to the home of which they have long dreamt. The winter journey for them has been grueling, but their ways demand a new chieftain be elected as soon as all the clan chiefs are able to convene. In that band marching beneath the slopes and now in the belly of a ravine, scrawny trees twisting and fighting each other for the scant light of the sun that makes it down all the way, Skoda goes with his family and a small number of his most trusted men to represent his clan, the Donsudra, and their wishes at the moot.
All free men are welcome to participate in the moot and the election of a new chieftain, but the clan chiefs are shouldered with the extra responsibilities of negotiating the affair and preventing strife at the results of the tribe’s decision. Skoda’s young age once made other chiefs wary of his abilities to lead, but since then he proved himself to be a skilled warrior and therefore, in their eyes, a leader in his campaigns against the Urartians, the native inhabitants of this alpine plateau, and many favor him to become the new chieftain.
After weeks of travel through winding mountain passes, Skoda and their band reach the banks of Soinya Marea, Lake Sevan, the water frozen therein beginning to thaw as spring emerges. Thin trees with leaves stripped and dead bushes and lichen growing on rocky outcroppings dot the hilly landscape. Smoke rises in the distance. Others from Moradaya had already arrived and created a camp where they weathered the remains of the cold season waiting to elect the new chieftain. Skoda’s band sets up their own tents in the disorganized array of other temporary homes along a network of mud pounded into the ground by feet of people buzzing around the camp. Tired from their journey, he rests.
They are some of the last to arrive, and soon after making their place all the clan chiefs are present on those banks, and the moot is called. They meet at the debouch of a stream snaking down to the idle water along an escarpment and flowing inside, the shallow depths gurgling over a bed of rocks. Men of other kinds have trodden these lands for hundreds of thousands of years since the age of Acheulean stone, and now rills formed in the mud by surface water from the melting snow are trampled underfoot as they gather into a haphazard circle, a little empty space in the center.
Clans Donsudra, Ibera, Kudogre, Paraba, Velun and Festuda all convene here. Besides Skoda, other favorites for chieftain are Oruges, son of the late Small Vanga, and Ekpuda, the wise and elderly leader of the Paraba. The law speaker initiates the day, and the shaman says a prayer and performs a ritual, and the thing begins. Oruges boasts of his own grandeur, standing in the center of the crowd who send cheers and jeers alike his way.
"He should be chieftain!"
"Someone older like Ekpuda ought to be in charge!"
"His father led us to ruin, and he'll do the same!"
They argue for some time with no resolution.
"Quiet, children." Ekpuda waves a single hand in the air, and soon all are silent. "I am too old to lead. That job belongs to those whose lives are still more ahead than behind them."
A murmur grows in the crowd.
"But, I must admit, I doubt Oruges' abilities as a leader, even if I respected his father."
A roar. Everyone was up in arms and yelling.
"I don't see anyone better!"
"Vanga's spawn is too weak!"
"Who else will be chieftain?"
Skoda walks to the center, the walls of which now undulate in the mass of upset bodies. "I will lead us."
After much deliberation and arguing, Skoda is narrowly elected as Moradaya's new chieftain, the first ever from clan Donsudra. He sets his mind on the task of finding his people a land on which they may grow and prosper, and these thoughts occupy every still moment for over a year until an opportunity presents itself.
The Urartian kingdom of Ushnu to the south had fallen into a state of civil war over the rights of inheritance pertaining to their king, and Skoda decides to take the opportunity and strike.
The war effort on part of the Moradaya is successful, and they drive out the rulers of Ushnu, known to them as Ošneš, and take over the land with their armies. They expand east into the territory of tribes Urartian and Iranian alike and settle them as their own.
Ošneš rests west of the endorheic lake of brine, Unya Marea, or Lake Urmia as it might be known to us. Fed by rivers, the lake lets loose none of its water except in evaporation, a draconic beast hoarding its wealth for itself. A place of stagnancy, though much life calls the lands around home. There exist many plots of arable terrain here, and it seems to all Moradaya, Skoda first of all, a good place to settle. To the east of this great salt pond is a river valley sandwiched by mountains north and the stratovolcano which looms over all therein and will soon become a place of great spiritual power south. Here, the Moradaya found a city, that of Majadaragand, the City of the Middle Valley.
For some time, perhaps a century or so, the Moradaya have called these lands home. The Urartians of the old kingdom of Ushnu still do so too, though they are in the process of being subsumed into Anyan ways of life, an integration which lends to the growing distinction between Moradaya and other Anyana. The real history of their conquests merges with legend, birthing new myths among the tribe's members now growing fat off the land. This is how the Moradaya came into their home.
Name: Moradaya
Gov't Type: Sedentary
Techs: Iron Age, Horse domestication, Spoked Wheel
map
2023.06.10 18:37 WiseMango13452 You good OP?
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2023.06.10 18:36 mc__Pickle Thoughts on "Capitalism is my ADHD Nightmare” - Exploring Alternatives where work can be optional.
I came across the post discussing how capitalism feels like an ADHD nightmare. I wanted to say that I agree but also wanted to share my thoughts on the matter.
Especially here in ADHD subreddit where we have such capacity for out-of-the-box thinking and looking past the status quo.
Like many of you, I've often felt hopeless and out of place within the confines of capitalism. However, before we lose all hope, there are a few things worth considering that might inspire you to connect the dots on your own.
Several comments on that post expressed frustration with capitalism, the relentless pursuit of maximizing shareholder value, and the perpetual need to work. While it may seem like there are no other options, that's not necessarily true.
There is a case for a scenario where work, as we currently understand it, becomes optional.
We often use the phrase "earning a living" to describe the necessity of working just to survive in today's system. This holds true in the current system but let's explore things from a different perspective.
As they are today, advancements in technology, automation, robotics, and AI, are enough to sustain most of everyone’s basic needs (things you need to survive, to live). Things like food and other necessities can be produced in abundance and distributed for free.
When something can be produced at little to no cost and in abundant quantities, its value or price can** plummet or even disappear altogether (check out the concept of scarcity). This could give a whole new meaning to the phrase "earning a living."
Work could become voluntary (e.g.: to give you an option to work, so you can obtain non-basic/luxury products that currently cannot be produced at no-cost - if you so desire).
** unless scarcity is created artificially (happens in capitalism)
Voluntary work? So, no one would work like ever? Yes and No. Some people might choose not to work, but I believe that majority would want to work, here is why:
I was on holiday this week, away from the city. The first 2-3 days I went exploring the forests, mountains, lakes, I then did a whole lot of nothing, chilling out. Days were long, nice, and relaxing.
On day 4, I felt like working, not on the things I have to do for my job but on my own projects, ideas. Imagine the amount of creativity and innovation that can come from people working on things they are interested in, because they want to.
Without 'I have to go to work tomorrow' to put the food on the table hanging over their heads.
The point here is that not everyone can do nothing forever; most people would eventually become bored and seek productive activities. And if they happen to contribute to sustaining, maintaining, improving, or innovating the new system (that provides all our basic needs for free), they could be compensated. This compensation would enable them to acquire the luxury products that currently cannot be produced at low or no cost, should they desire them.
This is just a small glimpse of what's possible. It's not science fiction; many individuals and communities worldwide are actively designing, prototyping, and even running small-scale trials of such systems. There are people out there, just like you and me, thinking and working on realistic solutions.
Achieving this won't be easy or quick, but it's absolutely possible, and it's happening today.
You may or may not be familiar with the various names, labels, theories, and definitions associated with the concept I briefly described. At this point, I don't want to attach any particular names or labels because everything is a work in progress with nothing set in stone.
It can be anything you can imagine. With enough people agreeing on a general direction, at any scale, a club, community, city, country... wanting and working towards getting there... It may even turnout that it's easier than you think.
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Especially here in ADHD subreddit where we have such capacity for out-of-the-box thinking and looking past the status quo.
Like many of you, I've often felt hopeless and out of place within the confines of capitalism. However, before we lose all hope, there are a few things worth considering that might inspire you to connect the dots on your own.
Several comments on that post expressed frustration with capitalism, the relentless pursuit of maximizing shareholder value, and the perpetual need to work. While it may seem like there are no other options, that's not necessarily true.
There is a case for a scenario where work, as we currently understand it, becomes optional.
We often use the phrase "earning a living" to describe the necessity of working just to survive in today's system. This holds true in the current system but let's explore things from a different perspective.
As they are today, advancements in technology, automation, robotics, and AI, are enough to sustain most of everyone’s basic needs (things you need to survive, to live). Things like food and other necessities can be produced in abundance and distributed for free.
When something can be produced at little to no cost and in abundant quantities, its value or price can** plummet or even disappear altogether (check out the concept of scarcity). This could give a whole new meaning to the phrase "earning a living."
Work could become voluntary (e.g.: to give you an option to work, so you can obtain non-basic/luxury products that currently cannot be produced at no-cost - if you so desire).
** unless scarcity is created artificially (happens in capitalism)
Voluntary work? So, no one would work like ever? Yes and No. Some people might choose not to work, but I believe that majority would want to work, here is why:
I was on holiday this week, away from the city. The first 2-3 days I went exploring the forests, mountains, lakes, I then did a whole lot of nothing, chilling out. Days were long, nice, and relaxing.
On day 4, I felt like working, not on the things I have to do for my job but on my own projects, ideas. Imagine the amount of creativity and innovation that can come from people working on things they are interested in, because they want to.
Without 'I have to go to work tomorrow' to put the food on the table hanging over their heads.
The point here is that not everyone can do nothing forever; most people would eventually become bored and seek productive activities. And if they happen to contribute to sustaining, maintaining, improving, or innovating the new system (that provides all our basic needs for free), they could be compensated. This compensation would enable them to acquire the luxury products that currently cannot be produced at low or no cost, should they desire them.
This is just a small glimpse of what's possible. It's not science fiction; many individuals and communities worldwide are actively designing, prototyping, and even running small-scale trials of such systems. There are people out there, just like you and me, thinking and working on realistic solutions.
Achieving this won't be easy or quick, but it's absolutely possible, and it's happening today.
You may or may not be familiar with the various names, labels, theories, and definitions associated with the concept I briefly described. At this point, I don't want to attach any particular names or labels because everything is a work in progress with nothing set in stone.
It can be anything you can imagine. With enough people agreeing on a general direction, at any scale, a club, community, city, country... wanting and working towards getting there... It may even turnout that it's easier than you think.
2023.06.10 18:31 Syracuse_Flag Today is the final day you can provide feedback for the Syracuse Flag Initiative!
Hello everyone,
I just wanted to let everyone know that today will be the last day that you can provide feedback on the semifinalists released by the Syracuse Flag Initiative! Just as a reminder, they are:
The Grain of Glory, by Sophia Jaberi
One of Syracuse's nicknames is ‘Salt City’ because of its salt springs, and the city was a top salt producer in the country for much of the 19th century. If you look at salt under a microscope, it looks like a cube or a square/diamond with a smaller indent in the middle. This shape under a microscope is specifically unique only to salt! Therefore, I used it as inspiration for the shape that is in the middle of the flag. I purposely tilted the square/diamond salt symbol to depict a hill/mountain. This is to represent the Onondaga Nation who are named the ‘People of the Hills.’ The Erie Canal brought major growth and prosperity to the city and represents the blue line that goes across the middle of the flag.
The First Light Flag, by Eric Hart
The First Light flag represents our land, our people, our hopes, and our dreams. The six-pointed star symbolizes the Six Nations of the Haudenosaunee and the six historical names by which Syracuse has officially been known. The triangles represent the hills of Onondaga and the Onondaga Valley. The orange color symbolizes the sun and restoration. The azure blue color symbolizes Onondaga Lake and perseverance. The navy-blue color symbolizes the hills of Onondaga and industriousness. The white color symbolizes salt, snow, and peace.
The Unity Flag, by Shane LaChance
The 'Unity' flag design boldly celebrates the City of Syracuse's rich history, central location, and unique character. Its simple yet striking design carries powerful messages of unity, nature, and place. The four inward-facing arrows symbolize Syracuse's historical significance as crossroad for democracy, commerce, and innovation. This flag serves as a unifying symbol for all who call and have called Syracuse home, yesterday, today and for generations to come. So fly it high, Syracusans, and show your pride in being part of the fabric of this one-of-a-kind city.
The Evening Tree, by Ryan Kostusiak
This flag was designed to be not just a flag of Syracuse but one of Central New York. The colors, orange, white, and blue, represent courage, harmony, and freedom respectively and depicts a winter evening sky over Onondaga Lake. The tree represents the Haudenosaunee as well as the future growth of the city. The circular charge intersecting the white line creates the alchemical symbol for salt, one of the most important industries in the city’s history. Finally, the eleven-pointed star stands for New York State, the eleventh state to ratify the Constitution.
If you wanted to check out the designers, and learn more about how and why they constructed their flag, you can check out the AMA we recently did or watch a recording of the Art Store event last week! Otherwise, you can submit your feedback online here or check out if we have any in-person tabling today here. (Only Syracuse residents will be considered!)
Thank you so much for all of your time, interest, and help throughout this project, and I cannot wait to unveil the finalist to you all on Flag Day (June 14th) next week!
Sincerely,
Ike Okereke
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I just wanted to let everyone know that today will be the last day that you can provide feedback on the semifinalists released by the Syracuse Flag Initiative! Just as a reminder, they are:
The Grain of Glory, by Sophia Jaberi
One of Syracuse's nicknames is ‘Salt City’ because of its salt springs, and the city was a top salt producer in the country for much of the 19th century. If you look at salt under a microscope, it looks like a cube or a square/diamond with a smaller indent in the middle. This shape under a microscope is specifically unique only to salt! Therefore, I used it as inspiration for the shape that is in the middle of the flag. I purposely tilted the square/diamond salt symbol to depict a hill/mountain. This is to represent the Onondaga Nation who are named the ‘People of the Hills.’ The Erie Canal brought major growth and prosperity to the city and represents the blue line that goes across the middle of the flag.
The First Light Flag, by Eric Hart
The First Light flag represents our land, our people, our hopes, and our dreams. The six-pointed star symbolizes the Six Nations of the Haudenosaunee and the six historical names by which Syracuse has officially been known. The triangles represent the hills of Onondaga and the Onondaga Valley. The orange color symbolizes the sun and restoration. The azure blue color symbolizes Onondaga Lake and perseverance. The navy-blue color symbolizes the hills of Onondaga and industriousness. The white color symbolizes salt, snow, and peace.
The Unity Flag, by Shane LaChance
The 'Unity' flag design boldly celebrates the City of Syracuse's rich history, central location, and unique character. Its simple yet striking design carries powerful messages of unity, nature, and place. The four inward-facing arrows symbolize Syracuse's historical significance as crossroad for democracy, commerce, and innovation. This flag serves as a unifying symbol for all who call and have called Syracuse home, yesterday, today and for generations to come. So fly it high, Syracusans, and show your pride in being part of the fabric of this one-of-a-kind city.
The Evening Tree, by Ryan Kostusiak
This flag was designed to be not just a flag of Syracuse but one of Central New York. The colors, orange, white, and blue, represent courage, harmony, and freedom respectively and depicts a winter evening sky over Onondaga Lake. The tree represents the Haudenosaunee as well as the future growth of the city. The circular charge intersecting the white line creates the alchemical symbol for salt, one of the most important industries in the city’s history. Finally, the eleven-pointed star stands for New York State, the eleventh state to ratify the Constitution.
If you wanted to check out the designers, and learn more about how and why they constructed their flag, you can check out the AMA we recently did or watch a recording of the Art Store event last week! Otherwise, you can submit your feedback online here or check out if we have any in-person tabling today here. (Only Syracuse residents will be considered!)
Thank you so much for all of your time, interest, and help throughout this project, and I cannot wait to unveil the finalist to you all on Flag Day (June 14th) next week!
Sincerely,
Ike Okereke
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2023.06.10 18:01 paigfife UPDATE to I am planning on quitting in the next month. Is it wrong that I want NK13 to hear it from me first? - plus other stories
Here is the previous post where I asked if it was okay to tell NK13 I was quitting before telling NPs because I wanted her to hear it from me. Mixed responses, but ultimately it didn't matter because I got fired! Hooray. Honestly, I'm not too upset about it, her parents are dreadful.
Sorry in advance, this is a LONG one. TL;DR: NF paid me a salary instead of GHs, didn't reimburse mileage, and started asking me to work more and more hours than originally agreed. Tensions built up over time, it all came to a head in the past month and things became pretty hostile. My car broke down 2 weeks ago, it's been in the shop ever since. I'd been borrowing my sister's car up until Tuesday, but she needed it back. I had no problem getting to and from work, my husband could drop me off/pick me up, but I had absolutely no option for a car yesterday for driving NK to her activities. I told NPs that I didn't have any realistic options and they asked me to rent a car. I stood up for myself, said not unless they were reimbursing me for the rental, and MB got pissed off and told me to just stay home. This is when I decided I needed to quit. DB got home today after work and fired me. He claimed it had nothing to do with my car breaking down or about the car rental thing (yeah right) but that it was just time for NK13 to no longer have a nanny. I think it's true that she doesn't really need a nanny anymore anyway, but you really can't deny that timing. They asked me to finish out the month, so at least I'll have some cushion until I can find a job.
Now let me tell you everything that led up to this moment... It's better if I give you some background info first. I have been a nanny for only a short while; I babysat and did some part-time nannying in the past, but I only became an actual full-time nanny in Dec. 2021. I started working for this NF in May 2022, so a little over a year now. I also have a young son - he's 3.5 now but was barely 2 when I started.
I found this family by looking on a local childcare Facebook group. NF's previous nanny was helping them look for a new nanny because she had to leave. She actually also had a young child, so it was a very similar situation. She was very specific in her post (I still have the screenshot, so I'm certain) that they were looking for a nanny willing to work long hours in the summer and shorter hours in the school year for G12, and since she is an older child, it's more of a house managefamily assistant type job. Summer hours start at 7:30am and can last as late as 7:30pm - schedule was very variable because they are both physicians and never really know when they were able to leave - but often she'd be relieved before then, sometimes as early as 3 or 4 pm. School year hours were much more flexible, Old Nanny (ON) said she'd get there around noon since G12 was in school. She did her house management tasks, picked her up from school, cooked her dinner, and would be relieved soon after.
When I reached out to Old Nanny to apply for this position, I was already a little desperate. My previous NF had just told me they were putting G2 in daycare and wouldn't need me, I had been looking for families that would be okay with me bringing my son and no one was interested in that. So I was getting very worried about paying bills and needed something ASAP.
After I interviewed, they said they wanted to pay me a salary. This should've been my first big red flag, but again, desperate. They explained they thought that was better than hourly because they would often come home much earlier than they planned and didn't want me to lose out on money. I essentially thought that it was basically just guaranteed hours, and since they got home early most of the time, there was no way they'd take advantage of me! (spoiler: they did)
The next should've-been-red flag was that they didn't want a contract because they're so easy and flexible and that they would always work with me if I was sick or needed time off. (spoiler: they didn't)
The thing is, I *knew* all of this wasn't okay and were huge red flags. But I was naive and thought that wouldn't be an issue for me and this new family that seems soooo amazing. (lol)
Anyway, moving on... The first several months seemed really great! I was getting along amazingly with NK, we were still getting to know each other, and I was still getting acquainted with the job, but MB just seemed...disappointed with everything. Most of the house management type stuff was really closer to personal assistant stuff for her and she is very nit-picky and micromanage-y. She'd tell me pretty much daily that I missed a hanger or two when organizing her closet. She wanted all her laundry to be done at all times (this woman goes through more laundry than anyone I know). She repeatedly told me I needed to tri-fold the towels (I was tri-folding!). She also had these insanely long to-do lists for the both of us. Since NK was only 12, I had to pretty much supervise her to make sure it got done. MB would even remind me to make sure I am helping her. So now I had my to-do list and also NK's to-do list to complete. Of course, this is all while caring for 2 kids, taking the 2 big dogs for long walks around the block several times a day (because I wasn't allowed to let them in the backyard to pee), feeding all of us breakfast, lunch, and dinner, and chauffeuring NK to all of her activities. Even in my 10-12 hour shifts, I wouldn't always get everything done because there was just so much to do. But if I even left something to finish the next day, MB would passive-aggressively point it out and ask for it to get finished (of course I'm going to finish it, there's no need to remind me ugh).
Oh and the best part!!!!! I never got reimbursed for mileage. I asked for it once the first month that I worked there and DB has the freaking audacity to be like "you mean from your house??" Bruh NO for all the driving you make me do to cart your child around! He ended up giving me like 5 bucks because I took her to the airport once and I never heard a word about it again. I know I should've insisted....but again, naive and desperate.
Moving on, MB started to truly show her helicopter parenting side. Some of you may or may not remember my post from last year asking if I was wrong to refuse to monitor G12's bathroom time. The consensus was that I was not wrong and it was super weird of her mom to ask that.
Later, I found out from some things NK said that led me to believe that they were homophobic. You can really see the denial in this one. Ugh.
As time went on, things seemed pretty normal for a while. There were a couple of times I needed time off. The biggest was when my husband had a mental health crisis and I ended up in the ER twice with him - which I only took like 2 days off for btw. MB sent me this really kind and heartfelt email saying she's thinking of us and hope everything is okay. I (stupidly) decided to be honest and tell her that it was mental health-related thinking that she'd have some empathy. After I replied, I heard absolutely nothing from them about it. Not a single question as to his well-being or anything. The others were just for regular illness. I had covid once, adenovirus another time, and hand-foot-mouth the most recent. My son started preschool, so I was sick often, but only took time off for the big ones.
Sometimes I had time off because they went on vacation, but would just they never tell me when they were going on vacation. Definitely strange, but speaks more to their disregard for other people than to the actual job itself.
During the school year, I stopped coming in at 7:30am like planned. It varied depending on what was on the schedule for the day, but I'd get in between 10am-noon most days. Again, just like the job was described to me. They never told me any differently either - keep in mind this was still earlier than Old Nanny used to arrive for the day, so I was really working more hours than she used to.
At Christmastime, I thought I'd get a bonus. That was something Old Nanny had mentioned, she said they gave pretty generous Christmas bonuses, so I was looking forward to that. I didn't get a bonus at all, not even a single mention of one. But I didn't say anything because I felt weird about asking for one. This is when I started thinking maybe I wasn't doing something right or that they didn't like me. I asked them several times if they thought I was doing a good job, if they had any feedback, etc, but always said no that I was doing a great job. I could tell MB probably didn't particularly like me but that seemed more just personality differences. She even stopped nit-picking the hangers and towels thing.
Last month, they forgot my birthday. This one really hurt, ngl. My birthday is right before NK's and we've all talked about it several times before.
Finally, the major conflict... This is when I really felt like things were tense and I should start putting feelers out there for a new job. MB asked me to clean and organize the playroom. Now that sounds pretty normal for a house manager, but this playroom was completely destroyed. They had just had NK's bedroom remodeled for her 13th birthday and there were boxes upon boxes piled high (most filled with styrofoam and packing peanuts). Plus they had some of her old furniture in there as well. Plus TONS of toys that she clearly hadn't played with in many many years. Boxes and boxes of half-used crafts, puzzles, barbies, legos, crayons & markers, a whole sewing kit, and tons of baby books on the bookshelf. The part that really killed me was that she wanted me to have the whole thing completed by Friday - so I only had 4 full days to complete the entire playroom (I have every Wednesday off). She even said that I could pack all the books and old toys up to take to Goodwill... She wanted me to carry them down 2 flights of stairs BY MYSELF and pack them in the car BY MYSELF and take them to Goodwill or to a used bookstore to sell. After going through all the initial boxes the first day, I almost broke down in tears when DB came home and told him I just couldn't do it all by Friday. It was too much. I'm just one person and I almost slipped and fell down the stairs when I tried lugging the vacuum cleaner upstairs by myself, there's no way I could do boxes of heavy-ass books. He seemed understanding and said it was okay, but I'm sure it was all fake.
Then my 1-year work anniversary was also last month. I thought this would be a great opportunity to discuss how things are going. I asked NPs if they had any feedback for me or if I could be doing anything different. I tried everything to get them to say ANYTHING, but all MB said was "Well, NK loves you!!" Not a single useful bit of feedback. I ended up bringing up the playroom and said that I felt like her expectations were sometimes a bit too high. I tried to say this as nicely as possible, but it did not go over well. She basically just said, "Well that's what I hired you for." I ended the conversation by asking for a raise because it's been a year now and my job description has really been changing and they've been adding more and more hours on. I asked for an additional $300/month, and they countered with $150.
That night, MB texted me and asked what time I planned on coming in the following Monday. NK was still in school, so I responded with "around 10 am." She called me at 7:30 am (!!!) the next morning and asked why I was going in so late... I said well NK is still in school and that's my normal time. She ended up laying into me claiming that's never what they agreed to, she thought this whole time that I was coming in at 8 am every day (lies), and that no wonder I couldn't get anything done because I came in so late. I was taken aback, to say the least. I don't do well on the spot like that and I started crying (I'm a crier, I hate it) and was like well that's not what I was originally told when I was hired and that they never told me any differently. Also, this is the first time I've heard about not getting anything done. She started telling me that she hired me because she wants the house to look perfect by the time she gets home and it never looks perfect. There's always something left undone and it's unacceptable that I'm not coming in earlier to make sure it gets done on time. I told her that this was all news to me and that she never told me that she was unhappy, even after I asked them specifically to give me feedback. She said she doesn't like confrontation or having hard conversations so that's why she never told me. Which is definitely not my problem, that's on her. But I was too emotional at this point to say that and I ended up apologizing even though I know I didn't do anything wrong. She ended the conversation by saying I am expected to put in a full 40 hrs year round (but really she wants me to be available 12 hrs a day in case they get stuck at the hospital) and that she'll try to be a better communicator.
OH one thing that really stood out to me was that she actually said to me that they pay me a lot of money and they want to make sure they're getting their "money's worth." As if I'm a product. I've never felt so inhuman. For the record, they do NOT pay me a lot of money. They paid me $3700/month before my raise, which equates to $28/hr for 30 hrs a week. Seems reasonable. But she wanted me to start coming in for a full 40 hrs even during the school year, which would effectively lower my hourly equivalent to $22/hr. Even lower if you're counting needing to be "on-call" 48 hrs a week. NOT enough for the job I was doing, and especially not for a HCOL area.
Now the straw that broke the camel's back. My car. My poor car broke down more than 2 weeks ago. It's been at the dealership this whole time (I still don't have it back, hopefully today) and I've been getting away with borrowing my sister's and BIL's cars to drive NK around. I would have loved to borrow my husband's car, but his car is a manual transmission and I can't drive stick. My sister needed her car back this week, so I was able to borrow it up until Wednesday, meaning I'd be without a car Thursday and Friday this week. Just 2 days out of the two weeks my car was getting repaired. Wednesday night I texted NPs asking if I could use DB's truck to drive NK, but he had taken it because he went out of town. MB needs her car each day. I ran out of options and told them I didn't have any other realistic options and wasn't sure what else to do. I reiterated that I could still get to and from work each day with no issue, just couldn't drive NK to her theater practice. Which honestly is such a minimal part of my day anyway. Well, I suppose that was unacceptable and MB asked me to rent a car. The audacity of this request really threw me off... I replied "Will this be reimbursed since it's a work-related expense? If not, then no, I do not have the funds to rent a car." She said "No, I'm not paying for a rental car. Just stay home and I'll figure it out." These people make $100s of thousands of dollars each year..... $120 for a rental car is practically an entire day's worth of pay to me, but just a drop in the bucket to them. Why she thought it was acceptable for me to spend my own money to rent a car, but ridiculous for them to, is beyond me. I sent a thumbs-up and never heard anything back from them.
The next day (yesterday) I knew I had to quit, which is what led me to my most recent post. I still haven't found a replacement job so I wasn't just about to quit then and there. But it ended up not mattering because DB asked to pull me aside before I left yesterday to fire me. I told him that I thought it was really unfair to ask me to spend my own money to rent a car but he said that it was part of the job and if you're unable to do the job, then it's my responsibility to fix the situation. I replied saying that they don't even pay me mileage so I'm already paying out of pocket to drive THEIR kid around. He said that if they'd known it was such a big deal beforehand that they would've let me use his truck more often (I did mention it, but probably should've pressed the issue). I told him that it was not like I wanted my car to break down... He said this ultimately had nothing to do with the car thing (yeah right lmao) and that it's just time for NK to no longer have a nanny. Which I completely agree with, but the timing dude. Also, I was hardly a nanny at that point anyway, just a housekeeper and chauffeur.
In the end, I think the real reason they decided to fire me is because I had the audacity to stand up for myself and ask for a raise. The car thing just accelerated it. There were definitely some personality differences and I don't think MB really liked me to begin with, but she put up with me because NK loved me. But as soon as I started realizing my worth, I became too much to deal with.
SO ANYWAY... Here we are today and I am absolutely kicking myself for putting up with this for so long. Luckily, my son is in preschool full-time now, so I will have a much easier time finding a new job. I've been looking into agencies as well. I'm kind of relieved but also really sad that I won't see NK every day anymore. She is a very special kid.
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Sorry in advance, this is a LONG one. TL;DR: NF paid me a salary instead of GHs, didn't reimburse mileage, and started asking me to work more and more hours than originally agreed. Tensions built up over time, it all came to a head in the past month and things became pretty hostile. My car broke down 2 weeks ago, it's been in the shop ever since. I'd been borrowing my sister's car up until Tuesday, but she needed it back. I had no problem getting to and from work, my husband could drop me off/pick me up, but I had absolutely no option for a car yesterday for driving NK to her activities. I told NPs that I didn't have any realistic options and they asked me to rent a car. I stood up for myself, said not unless they were reimbursing me for the rental, and MB got pissed off and told me to just stay home. This is when I decided I needed to quit. DB got home today after work and fired me. He claimed it had nothing to do with my car breaking down or about the car rental thing (yeah right) but that it was just time for NK13 to no longer have a nanny. I think it's true that she doesn't really need a nanny anymore anyway, but you really can't deny that timing. They asked me to finish out the month, so at least I'll have some cushion until I can find a job.
Now let me tell you everything that led up to this moment... It's better if I give you some background info first. I have been a nanny for only a short while; I babysat and did some part-time nannying in the past, but I only became an actual full-time nanny in Dec. 2021. I started working for this NF in May 2022, so a little over a year now. I also have a young son - he's 3.5 now but was barely 2 when I started.
I found this family by looking on a local childcare Facebook group. NF's previous nanny was helping them look for a new nanny because she had to leave. She actually also had a young child, so it was a very similar situation. She was very specific in her post (I still have the screenshot, so I'm certain) that they were looking for a nanny willing to work long hours in the summer and shorter hours in the school year for G12, and since she is an older child, it's more of a house managefamily assistant type job. Summer hours start at 7:30am and can last as late as 7:30pm - schedule was very variable because they are both physicians and never really know when they were able to leave - but often she'd be relieved before then, sometimes as early as 3 or 4 pm. School year hours were much more flexible, Old Nanny (ON) said she'd get there around noon since G12 was in school. She did her house management tasks, picked her up from school, cooked her dinner, and would be relieved soon after.
When I reached out to Old Nanny to apply for this position, I was already a little desperate. My previous NF had just told me they were putting G2 in daycare and wouldn't need me, I had been looking for families that would be okay with me bringing my son and no one was interested in that. So I was getting very worried about paying bills and needed something ASAP.
After I interviewed, they said they wanted to pay me a salary. This should've been my first big red flag, but again, desperate. They explained they thought that was better than hourly because they would often come home much earlier than they planned and didn't want me to lose out on money. I essentially thought that it was basically just guaranteed hours, and since they got home early most of the time, there was no way they'd take advantage of me! (spoiler: they did)
The next should've-been-red flag was that they didn't want a contract because they're so easy and flexible and that they would always work with me if I was sick or needed time off. (spoiler: they didn't)
The thing is, I *knew* all of this wasn't okay and were huge red flags. But I was naive and thought that wouldn't be an issue for me and this new family that seems soooo amazing. (lol)
Anyway, moving on... The first several months seemed really great! I was getting along amazingly with NK, we were still getting to know each other, and I was still getting acquainted with the job, but MB just seemed...disappointed with everything. Most of the house management type stuff was really closer to personal assistant stuff for her and she is very nit-picky and micromanage-y. She'd tell me pretty much daily that I missed a hanger or two when organizing her closet. She wanted all her laundry to be done at all times (this woman goes through more laundry than anyone I know). She repeatedly told me I needed to tri-fold the towels (I was tri-folding!). She also had these insanely long to-do lists for the both of us. Since NK was only 12, I had to pretty much supervise her to make sure it got done. MB would even remind me to make sure I am helping her. So now I had my to-do list and also NK's to-do list to complete. Of course, this is all while caring for 2 kids, taking the 2 big dogs for long walks around the block several times a day (because I wasn't allowed to let them in the backyard to pee), feeding all of us breakfast, lunch, and dinner, and chauffeuring NK to all of her activities. Even in my 10-12 hour shifts, I wouldn't always get everything done because there was just so much to do. But if I even left something to finish the next day, MB would passive-aggressively point it out and ask for it to get finished (of course I'm going to finish it, there's no need to remind me ugh).
Oh and the best part!!!!! I never got reimbursed for mileage. I asked for it once the first month that I worked there and DB has the freaking audacity to be like "you mean from your house??" Bruh NO for all the driving you make me do to cart your child around! He ended up giving me like 5 bucks because I took her to the airport once and I never heard a word about it again. I know I should've insisted....but again, naive and desperate.
Moving on, MB started to truly show her helicopter parenting side. Some of you may or may not remember my post from last year asking if I was wrong to refuse to monitor G12's bathroom time. The consensus was that I was not wrong and it was super weird of her mom to ask that.
Later, I found out from some things NK said that led me to believe that they were homophobic. You can really see the denial in this one. Ugh.
As time went on, things seemed pretty normal for a while. There were a couple of times I needed time off. The biggest was when my husband had a mental health crisis and I ended up in the ER twice with him - which I only took like 2 days off for btw. MB sent me this really kind and heartfelt email saying she's thinking of us and hope everything is okay. I (stupidly) decided to be honest and tell her that it was mental health-related thinking that she'd have some empathy. After I replied, I heard absolutely nothing from them about it. Not a single question as to his well-being or anything. The others were just for regular illness. I had covid once, adenovirus another time, and hand-foot-mouth the most recent. My son started preschool, so I was sick often, but only took time off for the big ones.
Sometimes I had time off because they went on vacation, but would just they never tell me when they were going on vacation. Definitely strange, but speaks more to their disregard for other people than to the actual job itself.
During the school year, I stopped coming in at 7:30am like planned. It varied depending on what was on the schedule for the day, but I'd get in between 10am-noon most days. Again, just like the job was described to me. They never told me any differently either - keep in mind this was still earlier than Old Nanny used to arrive for the day, so I was really working more hours than she used to.
At Christmastime, I thought I'd get a bonus. That was something Old Nanny had mentioned, she said they gave pretty generous Christmas bonuses, so I was looking forward to that. I didn't get a bonus at all, not even a single mention of one. But I didn't say anything because I felt weird about asking for one. This is when I started thinking maybe I wasn't doing something right or that they didn't like me. I asked them several times if they thought I was doing a good job, if they had any feedback, etc, but always said no that I was doing a great job. I could tell MB probably didn't particularly like me but that seemed more just personality differences. She even stopped nit-picking the hangers and towels thing.
Last month, they forgot my birthday. This one really hurt, ngl. My birthday is right before NK's and we've all talked about it several times before.
Finally, the major conflict... This is when I really felt like things were tense and I should start putting feelers out there for a new job. MB asked me to clean and organize the playroom. Now that sounds pretty normal for a house manager, but this playroom was completely destroyed. They had just had NK's bedroom remodeled for her 13th birthday and there were boxes upon boxes piled high (most filled with styrofoam and packing peanuts). Plus they had some of her old furniture in there as well. Plus TONS of toys that she clearly hadn't played with in many many years. Boxes and boxes of half-used crafts, puzzles, barbies, legos, crayons & markers, a whole sewing kit, and tons of baby books on the bookshelf. The part that really killed me was that she wanted me to have the whole thing completed by Friday - so I only had 4 full days to complete the entire playroom (I have every Wednesday off). She even said that I could pack all the books and old toys up to take to Goodwill... She wanted me to carry them down 2 flights of stairs BY MYSELF and pack them in the car BY MYSELF and take them to Goodwill or to a used bookstore to sell. After going through all the initial boxes the first day, I almost broke down in tears when DB came home and told him I just couldn't do it all by Friday. It was too much. I'm just one person and I almost slipped and fell down the stairs when I tried lugging the vacuum cleaner upstairs by myself, there's no way I could do boxes of heavy-ass books. He seemed understanding and said it was okay, but I'm sure it was all fake.
Then my 1-year work anniversary was also last month. I thought this would be a great opportunity to discuss how things are going. I asked NPs if they had any feedback for me or if I could be doing anything different. I tried everything to get them to say ANYTHING, but all MB said was "Well, NK loves you!!" Not a single useful bit of feedback. I ended up bringing up the playroom and said that I felt like her expectations were sometimes a bit too high. I tried to say this as nicely as possible, but it did not go over well. She basically just said, "Well that's what I hired you for." I ended the conversation by asking for a raise because it's been a year now and my job description has really been changing and they've been adding more and more hours on. I asked for an additional $300/month, and they countered with $150.
That night, MB texted me and asked what time I planned on coming in the following Monday. NK was still in school, so I responded with "around 10 am." She called me at 7:30 am (!!!) the next morning and asked why I was going in so late... I said well NK is still in school and that's my normal time. She ended up laying into me claiming that's never what they agreed to, she thought this whole time that I was coming in at 8 am every day (lies), and that no wonder I couldn't get anything done because I came in so late. I was taken aback, to say the least. I don't do well on the spot like that and I started crying (I'm a crier, I hate it) and was like well that's not what I was originally told when I was hired and that they never told me any differently. Also, this is the first time I've heard about not getting anything done. She started telling me that she hired me because she wants the house to look perfect by the time she gets home and it never looks perfect. There's always something left undone and it's unacceptable that I'm not coming in earlier to make sure it gets done on time. I told her that this was all news to me and that she never told me that she was unhappy, even after I asked them specifically to give me feedback. She said she doesn't like confrontation or having hard conversations so that's why she never told me. Which is definitely not my problem, that's on her. But I was too emotional at this point to say that and I ended up apologizing even though I know I didn't do anything wrong. She ended the conversation by saying I am expected to put in a full 40 hrs year round (but really she wants me to be available 12 hrs a day in case they get stuck at the hospital) and that she'll try to be a better communicator.
OH one thing that really stood out to me was that she actually said to me that they pay me a lot of money and they want to make sure they're getting their "money's worth." As if I'm a product. I've never felt so inhuman. For the record, they do NOT pay me a lot of money. They paid me $3700/month before my raise, which equates to $28/hr for 30 hrs a week. Seems reasonable. But she wanted me to start coming in for a full 40 hrs even during the school year, which would effectively lower my hourly equivalent to $22/hr. Even lower if you're counting needing to be "on-call" 48 hrs a week. NOT enough for the job I was doing, and especially not for a HCOL area.
Now the straw that broke the camel's back. My car. My poor car broke down more than 2 weeks ago. It's been at the dealership this whole time (I still don't have it back, hopefully today) and I've been getting away with borrowing my sister's and BIL's cars to drive NK around. I would have loved to borrow my husband's car, but his car is a manual transmission and I can't drive stick. My sister needed her car back this week, so I was able to borrow it up until Wednesday, meaning I'd be without a car Thursday and Friday this week. Just 2 days out of the two weeks my car was getting repaired. Wednesday night I texted NPs asking if I could use DB's truck to drive NK, but he had taken it because he went out of town. MB needs her car each day. I ran out of options and told them I didn't have any other realistic options and wasn't sure what else to do. I reiterated that I could still get to and from work each day with no issue, just couldn't drive NK to her theater practice. Which honestly is such a minimal part of my day anyway. Well, I suppose that was unacceptable and MB asked me to rent a car. The audacity of this request really threw me off... I replied "Will this be reimbursed since it's a work-related expense? If not, then no, I do not have the funds to rent a car." She said "No, I'm not paying for a rental car. Just stay home and I'll figure it out." These people make $100s of thousands of dollars each year..... $120 for a rental car is practically an entire day's worth of pay to me, but just a drop in the bucket to them. Why she thought it was acceptable for me to spend my own money to rent a car, but ridiculous for them to, is beyond me. I sent a thumbs-up and never heard anything back from them.
The next day (yesterday) I knew I had to quit, which is what led me to my most recent post. I still haven't found a replacement job so I wasn't just about to quit then and there. But it ended up not mattering because DB asked to pull me aside before I left yesterday to fire me. I told him that I thought it was really unfair to ask me to spend my own money to rent a car but he said that it was part of the job and if you're unable to do the job, then it's my responsibility to fix the situation. I replied saying that they don't even pay me mileage so I'm already paying out of pocket to drive THEIR kid around. He said that if they'd known it was such a big deal beforehand that they would've let me use his truck more often (I did mention it, but probably should've pressed the issue). I told him that it was not like I wanted my car to break down... He said this ultimately had nothing to do with the car thing (yeah right lmao) and that it's just time for NK to no longer have a nanny. Which I completely agree with, but the timing dude. Also, I was hardly a nanny at that point anyway, just a housekeeper and chauffeur.
In the end, I think the real reason they decided to fire me is because I had the audacity to stand up for myself and ask for a raise. The car thing just accelerated it. There were definitely some personality differences and I don't think MB really liked me to begin with, but she put up with me because NK loved me. But as soon as I started realizing my worth, I became too much to deal with.
SO ANYWAY... Here we are today and I am absolutely kicking myself for putting up with this for so long. Luckily, my son is in preschool full-time now, so I will have a much easier time finding a new job. I've been looking into agencies as well. I'm kind of relieved but also really sad that I won't see NK every day anymore. She is a very special kid.
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2023.06.10 17:21 No-Carpet5245 Is it right for me to not want my soon-to-be ex-husband see my kid again?
Long story and quite a bit of drama:
Knew this guy for a long time (not super close friends, just acquaintance and lost contact for years in between) before we started dating. I thought I kind of knew him, so comfortably believed that he was nice, responsible and decent, at least that was what he portrayed himself when we dated. We were always long distance. I had (and still have) a very decent job in one city that’s 5 hours away by train from his place (door-to-door, counting waiting and travelling time). We thought it was no issue since we can take turns to travel over the weekend.
We tried to have a child for close to 2 years, then decided to go for a check. At that point I was pretty desperate to have a baby since my dad was terminally ill and he had this wish of seeing his grand child before passing away. Results came out, he has azoospermia. It was hard, but we decided to try operations on him to see if a tiny amount of sperms can be extracted. A few weeks later on our way to visit my dad in the hospital, I accidentally found out on his phone that he has multiple (at least two) affairs. He admitted and said he has some personal issues and couldn’t control himself. It was devastating for me, I cried for days. That period of time was dark, the man who cared about me the most is dying, and the other man that I thought had my back was cheating on me for close to the whole period of our marriage. Insane.
He begged me to stay together. In hindsight I think for the most part of it, he didn’t want more women to know that he has azoospermia. He cut off all the affairs (very cold, he didn’t have real attachment with all these ladies, I guess me included). My dad passed away, I was vulnerable and sad and believed I could change him, so I stayed. We tried operations, no luck with any sperms. Turned out that his condition is genetically driven and there is no chance ever for him to have biological children. We took a few months to thought it over, and decided to find a sperm donor. I went through the assisted fertility process, and very quickly got pregnant. All this time he was a decent husband, cared about the family, didn’t hesitate on any financial contributions and even bought me a big house (even though I can also afford it myself, he bought it and put it under my name). I think at some point he must have also thought he can change and make this family thing work.
Baby was born. Beautiful girl. Love of my life. But I think it must be very different for him. I expect him to do what my dad and most of the good dads out there would do, ie.spend time, appreciate growth moments, be physically and emotionally involved. I thought he can treat the baby girl like his own and love her as much as I do. But truth is he is very detached. We are still 5 hours away - I couldn’t bring myself to quit my decent job and move to his city (relatively less developed so impossible for me to find a comparable job) after his past affairs, deep down I felt I can’t lose my financial independence. 3 years after the baby was born, his frequency of coming to visit us gradually decreased to once a month and just stay over the weekend (it was hard for me travel with a baby so we haven’t really been going to his city). To be honest there was some elements of COVID, but I was very disappointed in him and we had frequent fights over his lack of involvement in child raising. He doesn’t call everyday. If I don’t call him sometimes a week would go by before He feels the need to call / video chat the baby. When baby was sick or hospitalised he didn’t make efforts to come immediately to help us, just texted to check on progress. I knew it was coming but found out recently that he has affairs again…(funny, I found out when I took a picture of the baby, and he was standing beside texting his girlfriend with a large, half naked picture on the screen). I am not sad over this guy (well not anymore), I want out and I am happy that I am financially independent and can provide my baby girl with a very good life just on my own. When he is here visiting us, he takes the baby out to restaurants and playgrounds etc, but he is not very attentive to her (always texting on phones and doesn’t really talk or communicate with her). When I challenge him, he always says I can’t just compare him to the top quartile dads, since everyone is different. When I brought up divorce and asked him if he can share half of the kid’s future education fees, he refused and said it depends on whether the kid will recognise him as dad when she grows up. If so, he will pay a lum sum when she graduates from college. If not, nothing he can do. I was furious and told him that whether the kid will recognise him really depends on how much he is physically and emotionally present for her, and if he plans to be a good dad, there is nothing he needs to worry about since I also want the kid to have a real father figure in her life. To be honest the kid fully recognise him as dad today, despite of his very very limited involvement, since that’s the only father figure that she has. His attitude just makes me feel like he is treating the kid as optional value. It feel like he is trying to contribute the least, but want to get the most. I am worried that his lack of emotional and physical involvement will hurt my kid even more as she grows up. I have been a de-facto full-time working single mom for all of the past 3 years. It was super tough but I made it, and I don’t mind be a real one going forward. But is it right for me to not want him to see the baby girl again? I have this urge to ask him to stay completely out the picture for me and the baby girl. Is it right? Or is it unfair for the baby girl to lose the only father figure that she has in her life now?
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Knew this guy for a long time (not super close friends, just acquaintance and lost contact for years in between) before we started dating. I thought I kind of knew him, so comfortably believed that he was nice, responsible and decent, at least that was what he portrayed himself when we dated. We were always long distance. I had (and still have) a very decent job in one city that’s 5 hours away by train from his place (door-to-door, counting waiting and travelling time). We thought it was no issue since we can take turns to travel over the weekend.
We tried to have a child for close to 2 years, then decided to go for a check. At that point I was pretty desperate to have a baby since my dad was terminally ill and he had this wish of seeing his grand child before passing away. Results came out, he has azoospermia. It was hard, but we decided to try operations on him to see if a tiny amount of sperms can be extracted. A few weeks later on our way to visit my dad in the hospital, I accidentally found out on his phone that he has multiple (at least two) affairs. He admitted and said he has some personal issues and couldn’t control himself. It was devastating for me, I cried for days. That period of time was dark, the man who cared about me the most is dying, and the other man that I thought had my back was cheating on me for close to the whole period of our marriage. Insane.
He begged me to stay together. In hindsight I think for the most part of it, he didn’t want more women to know that he has azoospermia. He cut off all the affairs (very cold, he didn’t have real attachment with all these ladies, I guess me included). My dad passed away, I was vulnerable and sad and believed I could change him, so I stayed. We tried operations, no luck with any sperms. Turned out that his condition is genetically driven and there is no chance ever for him to have biological children. We took a few months to thought it over, and decided to find a sperm donor. I went through the assisted fertility process, and very quickly got pregnant. All this time he was a decent husband, cared about the family, didn’t hesitate on any financial contributions and even bought me a big house (even though I can also afford it myself, he bought it and put it under my name). I think at some point he must have also thought he can change and make this family thing work.
Baby was born. Beautiful girl. Love of my life. But I think it must be very different for him. I expect him to do what my dad and most of the good dads out there would do, ie.spend time, appreciate growth moments, be physically and emotionally involved. I thought he can treat the baby girl like his own and love her as much as I do. But truth is he is very detached. We are still 5 hours away - I couldn’t bring myself to quit my decent job and move to his city (relatively less developed so impossible for me to find a comparable job) after his past affairs, deep down I felt I can’t lose my financial independence. 3 years after the baby was born, his frequency of coming to visit us gradually decreased to once a month and just stay over the weekend (it was hard for me travel with a baby so we haven’t really been going to his city). To be honest there was some elements of COVID, but I was very disappointed in him and we had frequent fights over his lack of involvement in child raising. He doesn’t call everyday. If I don’t call him sometimes a week would go by before He feels the need to call / video chat the baby. When baby was sick or hospitalised he didn’t make efforts to come immediately to help us, just texted to check on progress. I knew it was coming but found out recently that he has affairs again…(funny, I found out when I took a picture of the baby, and he was standing beside texting his girlfriend with a large, half naked picture on the screen). I am not sad over this guy (well not anymore), I want out and I am happy that I am financially independent and can provide my baby girl with a very good life just on my own. When he is here visiting us, he takes the baby out to restaurants and playgrounds etc, but he is not very attentive to her (always texting on phones and doesn’t really talk or communicate with her). When I challenge him, he always says I can’t just compare him to the top quartile dads, since everyone is different. When I brought up divorce and asked him if he can share half of the kid’s future education fees, he refused and said it depends on whether the kid will recognise him as dad when she grows up. If so, he will pay a lum sum when she graduates from college. If not, nothing he can do. I was furious and told him that whether the kid will recognise him really depends on how much he is physically and emotionally present for her, and if he plans to be a good dad, there is nothing he needs to worry about since I also want the kid to have a real father figure in her life. To be honest the kid fully recognise him as dad today, despite of his very very limited involvement, since that’s the only father figure that she has. His attitude just makes me feel like he is treating the kid as optional value. It feel like he is trying to contribute the least, but want to get the most. I am worried that his lack of emotional and physical involvement will hurt my kid even more as she grows up. I have been a de-facto full-time working single mom for all of the past 3 years. It was super tough but I made it, and I don’t mind be a real one going forward. But is it right for me to not want him to see the baby girl again? I have this urge to ask him to stay completely out the picture for me and the baby girl. Is it right? Or is it unfair for the baby girl to lose the only father figure that she has in her life now?
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2023.06.10 17:03 No-Carpet5245 Is it right for me to not want my soon-to-be ex-husband see my baby again?
Long story and quite a bit of drama:
Knew this guy for a long time (not super close friends, just acquaintance and lost contact for years in between) before we started dating. I thought I kind of knew him, so comfortably believed that he was nice, responsible and decent, at least that was what he portrayed himself when we dated. We were always long distance. I had (and still have) a very decent job in one city that’s 5 hours away by drive from his place. We thought it was no issue since we can take turns to travel over the weekend.
We tried to have a child for close to 2 years, then decided to go for a check. At that point I was pretty desperate to have a baby since my dad was terminally ill and he had this wish of seeing his grand child before passing away. Results came out, he has azoospermia. It was hard, but we decided to try operations on him to see if a tiny amount of sperms can be extracted. A few weeks later on our way to visit my dad in the hospital, I accidentally found out on his phone that he has multiple (at least two) affairs. He admitted and said he has some personal issues and couldn’t control himself. It was devastating for me, I cried for days. That period of time was dark, the man who cared about me the most is dying, and the other man that I thought had my back was cheating on me for close to the whole period of our marriage. Insane.
He begged me to stay together. In hindsight I think for the most part of it, he didn’t want more women to know that he has azoospermia. He cut off all the affairs (very cold, he didn’t have real attachment with all these ladies, I guess me included). My dad passed away, I was vulnerable and sad and believed I could change him, so I stayed. We tried operations, no luck with any sperms. Turned out that his condition is genetically driven and there is no chance ever for him to have biological children. We took a few months to thought it over, and decided to find a sperm donor. I went through the assisted fertility process, and very quickly got pregnant. All this time he was a decent husband, cared about the family, didn’t hesitate on any financial contributions and even bought me a big house (even though I can also afford it myself, he bought it and put it under my name). I think at some point he must have also thought he can change and make this family thing work.
Baby was born. Beautiful girl. Love of my life. But I think it must be very different for him. I expect him to do what my dad and most of the good dads out there would do, ie.spend time, appreciate growth moments, be physically and emotionally involved. I thought he can treat the baby girl like his own and love her as much as I do. But truth is he is very detached. We are still 5 hours away - I couldn’t bring myself to quit my decent job and move to his city (relatively less developed so impossible for me to find a comparable job) after his past affairs, deep down I felt I can’t lose my financial independence. 3 years after the baby was born, his frequency of coming to visit us gradually decreased to once a month and just stay over the weekend (it was hard for me travel with a baby so we haven’t really been going to his city). To be honest there was some elements of COVID, but I was very disappointed in him and we had frequent fights over his lack of involvement in child raising. He doesn’t call everyday. If I don’t call him sometimes a week would go by before He feels the need to call / video chat the baby. When baby was sick or hospitalised he didn’t make efforts to come immediately to help us, just texted to check on progress. I knew it was coming but found out recently that he has affairs again…(funny, I found out when I took a picture of the baby, and he was standing beside texting his girlfriend with a large, half naked picture on the screen). I am not sad over this guy (well not anymore), I want out and I am happy that I am financially independent and can provide my baby girl with a very good life just on my own. When he is here visiting us, he takes the baby out to restaurants and playgrounds etc, but he is not very attentive to her (always texting on phones and doesn’t really talk or communicate with her). When I challenge him, he always says I can’t just compare him to the top quartile dads, since everyone is different. When I brought up divorce and asked him if he can share half of the kid’s future education fees, he refused and said it depends on whether the kid will recognise him as dad when she grows up. If so, he will pay a lum sum when she graduates from college. If not, nothing he can do. I was furious and told him that whether the kid will recognise him really depends on how much he is physically and emotionally present for her, and if he plans to be a good dad, there is nothing he needs to worry about since I also want the kid to have a real father figure in her life. To be honest the kid fully recognise him as dad today, despite of his very very limited involvement, since that’s the only father figure that she has. His attitude just makes me feel like he is treating the kid as optional value. It feel like he is trying to contribute the least, but want to get the most. I am worried that his lack of emotional and physical involvement will hurt my kid even more as she grows up. I have been a de-facto full-time working single mom for all of the past 3 years. It was super tough but I made it, and I don’t mind be a real one going forward. But is it right for me to not want him to see the baby girl again? I have this urge to ask him to stay completely out the picture for me and the baby girl. Is it right? Or is it unfair for the baby girl to lose the only father figure that she has in her life now?
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Knew this guy for a long time (not super close friends, just acquaintance and lost contact for years in between) before we started dating. I thought I kind of knew him, so comfortably believed that he was nice, responsible and decent, at least that was what he portrayed himself when we dated. We were always long distance. I had (and still have) a very decent job in one city that’s 5 hours away by drive from his place. We thought it was no issue since we can take turns to travel over the weekend.
We tried to have a child for close to 2 years, then decided to go for a check. At that point I was pretty desperate to have a baby since my dad was terminally ill and he had this wish of seeing his grand child before passing away. Results came out, he has azoospermia. It was hard, but we decided to try operations on him to see if a tiny amount of sperms can be extracted. A few weeks later on our way to visit my dad in the hospital, I accidentally found out on his phone that he has multiple (at least two) affairs. He admitted and said he has some personal issues and couldn’t control himself. It was devastating for me, I cried for days. That period of time was dark, the man who cared about me the most is dying, and the other man that I thought had my back was cheating on me for close to the whole period of our marriage. Insane.
He begged me to stay together. In hindsight I think for the most part of it, he didn’t want more women to know that he has azoospermia. He cut off all the affairs (very cold, he didn’t have real attachment with all these ladies, I guess me included). My dad passed away, I was vulnerable and sad and believed I could change him, so I stayed. We tried operations, no luck with any sperms. Turned out that his condition is genetically driven and there is no chance ever for him to have biological children. We took a few months to thought it over, and decided to find a sperm donor. I went through the assisted fertility process, and very quickly got pregnant. All this time he was a decent husband, cared about the family, didn’t hesitate on any financial contributions and even bought me a big house (even though I can also afford it myself, he bought it and put it under my name). I think at some point he must have also thought he can change and make this family thing work.
Baby was born. Beautiful girl. Love of my life. But I think it must be very different for him. I expect him to do what my dad and most of the good dads out there would do, ie.spend time, appreciate growth moments, be physically and emotionally involved. I thought he can treat the baby girl like his own and love her as much as I do. But truth is he is very detached. We are still 5 hours away - I couldn’t bring myself to quit my decent job and move to his city (relatively less developed so impossible for me to find a comparable job) after his past affairs, deep down I felt I can’t lose my financial independence. 3 years after the baby was born, his frequency of coming to visit us gradually decreased to once a month and just stay over the weekend (it was hard for me travel with a baby so we haven’t really been going to his city). To be honest there was some elements of COVID, but I was very disappointed in him and we had frequent fights over his lack of involvement in child raising. He doesn’t call everyday. If I don’t call him sometimes a week would go by before He feels the need to call / video chat the baby. When baby was sick or hospitalised he didn’t make efforts to come immediately to help us, just texted to check on progress. I knew it was coming but found out recently that he has affairs again…(funny, I found out when I took a picture of the baby, and he was standing beside texting his girlfriend with a large, half naked picture on the screen). I am not sad over this guy (well not anymore), I want out and I am happy that I am financially independent and can provide my baby girl with a very good life just on my own. When he is here visiting us, he takes the baby out to restaurants and playgrounds etc, but he is not very attentive to her (always texting on phones and doesn’t really talk or communicate with her). When I challenge him, he always says I can’t just compare him to the top quartile dads, since everyone is different. When I brought up divorce and asked him if he can share half of the kid’s future education fees, he refused and said it depends on whether the kid will recognise him as dad when she grows up. If so, he will pay a lum sum when she graduates from college. If not, nothing he can do. I was furious and told him that whether the kid will recognise him really depends on how much he is physically and emotionally present for her, and if he plans to be a good dad, there is nothing he needs to worry about since I also want the kid to have a real father figure in her life. To be honest the kid fully recognise him as dad today, despite of his very very limited involvement, since that’s the only father figure that she has. His attitude just makes me feel like he is treating the kid as optional value. It feel like he is trying to contribute the least, but want to get the most. I am worried that his lack of emotional and physical involvement will hurt my kid even more as she grows up. I have been a de-facto full-time working single mom for all of the past 3 years. It was super tough but I made it, and I don’t mind be a real one going forward. But is it right for me to not want him to see the baby girl again? I have this urge to ask him to stay completely out the picture for me and the baby girl. Is it right? Or is it unfair for the baby girl to lose the only father figure that she has in her life now?
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2023.06.10 16:43 jfroosty Advice for Managing Family Cottage
Hello,
My grandmother has a large property located on a lake that was built by my family in the 80's. (Roughly 2200 sq ft, 4 bed, 3 bath, possible to sleep 14+, double lot on lake) She has since moved into assisted living to be closer to the family and can no longer take care of our cottage. She wants to sell it, but we would still like to keep it in the family. The property is worth around $750k and no one can afford to buy it outright. It's currently in a trust with my dad and uncle. The property currently costs my grandmother around $800 a month. We thought of the idea of working with a property management company to manage the property and do some short term listings like Airbnb. We aren't necessarily looking to make any profits and just want to have access to the cottage. It's located outside a large city and there aren't any similar listings available. Is this possible? What would our options be?
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My grandmother has a large property located on a lake that was built by my family in the 80's. (Roughly 2200 sq ft, 4 bed, 3 bath, possible to sleep 14+, double lot on lake) She has since moved into assisted living to be closer to the family and can no longer take care of our cottage. She wants to sell it, but we would still like to keep it in the family. The property is worth around $750k and no one can afford to buy it outright. It's currently in a trust with my dad and uncle. The property currently costs my grandmother around $800 a month. We thought of the idea of working with a property management company to manage the property and do some short term listings like Airbnb. We aren't necessarily looking to make any profits and just want to have access to the cottage. It's located outside a large city and there aren't any similar listings available. Is this possible? What would our options be?