It’s more precious than heroin now
“When Mexico sends its people, they’re not sending their best. They’re not sending you. They’re not sending you. They’re sending people that have lots of problems, and they’re bringing those problems with us. They’re bringing beans. They’re bringing Bathtub Vanilla Extract. They’re Etsy Con-artists. And some, I assume, are good people.”
This madness must stop
I baked cookies last night. (Those should last a while. Should, but won’t.) As you said, 1 tsp vanilla extract. For the first time, I thought about the extraction process, thanks to your story @ChickieD.
I agree, very nice.
You’re welcome. The commercial extracts by law have to be a certain percent of extract but they add a bunch of filler ingredients and I haven’t figured out what that accomplished for them.
This review paper is 38 pages long with 7 full-page figures. I had to request a three-day extension, but it. is. done.
I just got back from my fourth and final Rituxan infusion, the whole course has gone great. No infusion reaction and the only complication seems to be one irritated lymph node. And even that might be a coincidence.
Fingers crossed that my immune system gets itself sorted and I don’t have to do this again in six months.
Best wishes!
This is a difficult one for me.
I’ve been miserable at my job for the last 16 months (or so). I co-worker filed a (completely specious) claim about my supposed “behavior,” and I was made subject of an investigation as a result. I was cleared (completely, mind you), and said co-worker followed up by attempting to get me disciplined for failing to keep records. I, as they say, had the receipts- and the stunt backfired enormously for the person in question.
In the 14 months since, I’ve suffered badly- panic attacks and huge stress at having to (still) deal with this person. I work in a very small group, and there wasn’t much chance of just avoiding the person. Work has been deeply and profoundly unpleasant for me. I looked for a new job, but with no success.
And now: this person is leaving. Off to another job elsewhere and out of my life completely. They’re not gone yet- a few more days to go- but I’m already feeling massively lighter. I don’t dread getting on the train in the morning or fear running into them in the hallway while getting a drink.
I’d honestly worried that I’d make it this far. Not being able to find a reasonable job was really, really hard on me. The entire experience was disturbing- I found myself wondering if I’d done the things I was accused of. If I wasn’t a good person. If I’d really made someone’s life miserable.
I hadn’t.
In a few more days, I won’t have to check the hall before I make a cup of tea. I won’t have to keep my door partially shut all the time. I won’t have to deal with passive aggressive emails and wildly uncomfortable staff meetings. I’ll be able to breathe again.
And today is the first day of spring, which seems fitting.
Wonderful news!
Manuscript accepted. It’s a 40 page behemoth I wrote while my husband was out of town taking the bar exam. One reviewer called it beautifully written and timely.
Amazing!!! Congratulations.
Signing the articles of incorporation and Application for Assume LLC Name papers on my new business now! So excited. I’ve been running the numbers with my business person and pinch me but this looks like a real, live, sustainable business. What a dream come true after all of these years.
Who’s the champion? A winner is you!
Awesome news! Congrats!
Jump for joy
He passed the bar! He’s husbandibulum, Esq again!
Hurrah and congratulations!
Awesome!