My husband and I make $175,000 a year and we're not getting ahead in Vancouver. After our mortgage, car payments, daycare, food, private school etc we have maybe 10% to put to our savings.
We by no means are big spenders. I shop at Superstore and Costco and I cut my husbands hair to save money. I buy my clothing at vintage stores and don't use the washing machine or dishwasher until its full. We fill up our cars in the U.S. to save money on gas.
I don't know how people can get ahead in Vancouver with the cost of living being so high.
I am secretly missing all of the drama.
What happened to the totally dysfunctional threesome that were ragging on each other about an affair.
It was like feeding a crack addiction reading all of their insults and accusations.
Oh well. All good things come to an end.
For what it’s worth, I was totally cheering for the other woman. That guy sounded like a sad sack and his wife aounded like a royal c@nt!
I am not violent but every time someone rolls thru the intersection on the corner blasting their horn for no reason, whether it’s the middle or the day, early in the morning or at midnight - I seriously just wanna see someone throat punch these drivers. Seriously. Wtf!?
Exercise and the gym are the only things that actually lift my mood. Drinking does nothing except make me broke. And hell no to antidepressants.
I think it's important to remember that this time of year can be an especially tough time because of family and for the lack of loved ones as well as financially. It should be more about spending quality time than consumerism, but...not quite the case.
Due to extended family, I dread the holidays with the exception of a couple close loved ones. I just can't stand two faced, gossipy people. They treated me horribly for years despite my always being there for them. I finally just limited my interactions and going to family functions for my health. I admire my friend being able to get away for the holidays and she's lucky being able to afford to do so. She said that not being around family is something she's looking forward too as well.
Also, it's a really lonely time for many especially seniors. If you know of a neighbor or senior that is alone, do a little something for them.
This is completely off topic but if there are any readers that could suggest a depression support group, it would be greatly appreciated. This time of year definitely worsens depression significantly for me.
I saw the trailer and I feel like I already got everything out of the movie.
It's hard to take them seriously. They mean so well, but they are so naive that they will protest anything their teachers tell them to protest.
If I told you it wouldn’t be a secret now, wouldn’t it? Some things you’ve just gotta figure out for yourself. Learn the ropes on your own. Good luck.
If I knew then what I know now - two words - underwater welder because I'm too dumb to learn C++. Sh!t, I'm too dumb to learn HTML. Anywho, underwater welder's make stupid money a go to exotic places for work.
I fell in love with someone going on three years ago, it was magical. There’s no other way to explain it. But we moved faster, so fast in fact that the first night I stayed with him was the first time netting him in person, and I just never left (I slowly moved in). Long story short we’ve been on and off since then. There’s been lies and arguments and dating other people and getting someone else pregnant and them losing the baby and car wrecks and deaths in the family....pretty much there is no easy way to explain our story. Then finally I started moving on & found new love. I was so happy, this guy had a great family and friends. He gave me so much support in everything I did and was always there for me. In his arms were my safe place. One day though my ex texted and everything changed. I started only thinking about this ex and wanting to talk to him and wanted to see him. It was causing problems with me and this new guy so much in fact that we ended up breaking up. Now I’m back with my ex. Don’t get me wrong, my ex wasn’t the only reason for mine and this new guys problems and the breakup. Now I think I feel resentment sometimes towards my ex who is now my boyfriend. He can be such an asshole and make me feel like complete shit. The he smokes a little more and becomes all lovey doves. Which I like him like that but I hate that he’s like that because he’s so stoned. Maybe I resent the weed? I really don’t know.
Upon receiving bad news from the doctor how would you spend the last run of this life?
Ok you win , nicely played your an animal . I never thought I would lose, I believed in the us thing so purely. Like Morpheus did in Neo in the Matrix, blindly and without question. See I really swear there was a connection between us, I could feel it and was sure you felt it too. Now I get it, never means never along with ,never ever , no way , no chance in hell and my personal favorite "Are you straight crazy?" So I've given up! I'm pulling out of your life. I would of been worried about hurting you but since that's impossible , no doubt I'm good to go. Good luck take care , I'm glad I met you you taught me also .
This year has been great, God I'm very grateful.
I'm not faking it. I do love you, and I don't want it to be how it was before, and I sure don't want to take it there either.
I want to be there as you bravely step up. I need for you to help me to get to where we both want to be by trusting that this is really how I feel. I just want to be able to be the least burden as we do because I know the cost. I wish I could tell this to you now.
Last night I hooked up with a cute guy that I’ve gone on a few dates with. I’m not looking for anything serious and definitely not interested in a boyfriend right now.
However, it was still trashy that right after we just had sex got he out of the bed, walked over into the kitchen and then started complaining to me about his ex. Later on he talked about a recent fight he had gotten into with his ex where he called her a bitch and a cunt.
That’s weird and messed up homie. Sex with randoms doesn’t bother me. Being your emotional dumping ground does. Don’t put that shit on me.