Thanksgiving Afterthoughts.

Turkey Day has once again come to an end, leaving people full of happiness, tiredness, and turkey. Lots and lots of turkey. Family members have been visted, friends appreciated, lost loved ones remembered. It is at this time that we realize for once that the world does not revolve soley around us, but around the sun. And, more personally, our lives revolve ultimately around other people.
Social interactions are the core of all human relationships, and human relationships tie directly into the mood, tendancies, nature, and overall being of each individual. We, as humans, are very social creatures and we thrive on the interaction that keeps us moving on a day to day basis. Though we feel that our successes in life are based mostly on ourselves and our own accomplishments, you have to think that those accomplishments could not have been made, encouraged, or recognized without other people. Our happiness is based on good friendships, good family bonds, good relationships, and a tolerable work space with tolerable co-workers.
And yet for 364 days out of the year, all we usually think about is us. Why our day was bad, why that loser on the third floor got the promotion you wanted, why you had to be last in line on Black Friday and missed all of the deals, why you had to be rear-ended by that idiot who had been drinking too much, why you have to fix dinner all the time when there are so many other capable hands at the ready. And so on and so forth. We aren't concerned about other peoples' days, or happy for the guy who probably just worked as hard for that promotion, happy that you aren't crazy enough to line up at midnight when the store doesn't open until 5 that morning, happy that no other innocent people were injured in the accident, or even just glad to have food to fix.
We are all so used to living a life that is about us and our accomplishments that we tend to forget that those around us are actually what get us where we are and keep us going. Is life always perfect? No, it was never promised to be. I can guaruntee that it will seem like life sucks a lot more than it doesn't. But keep your head held high to keep you happy, and a hand held low to pick up those alone, and on the ground. Life isn't always beautiful, but it's sure to be one heck of an interesting ride.
So Happy Belated Thanksgiving, folks.
(p.s. You don't have to wait until Thanksgiving rolls around to show other people you appreciate them. People tend to like that. Remember that, especially if you really are into that whole "karma" deal.)

The Joys of Furniture Shopping

First, a Happy Thanksgiving to you all. And for those less traditional, a Happy Deer Season. I hope you are all enjoying the holidays by relaxing, however it is that you do that. Some people go on vacation, some people go to visit family, and, for those who find themselves with a long list of home improvements just waiting to be attended to, furniture shopping.
I'm not sure about you, but when I think "furniture shopping" the first thing that comes to mind just so happens to be sales people. For example: you walk in, maybe sit down in a few chairs. You like a couple, but they aren't really what you're looking for. A salesman finds you, and wishes oh-so-fervently to help you in your quest.
Enter salesman: "Hello, ma'am. Might I ask what you're looking for today?"
Customer: "Well, sure. I would like a chair, but NOT a recliner. Maybe an overstuffed chair, one you can sink into so much it pretty much eats you alive."
Salesman: (with an overly enthusiastic smile/tone of voice):"Well I believe I can help you with that. Come with me and I will show you a few recliners that we have that I'm sure you'll just love."
Okay, now stop. Re-read that last part. Did the customer not just specify the fact that she did NOT want a recliner? I even used CAPS, which implies that I really mean what I'm saying here. Then they hover over you as you make your decision, making you want to pick up that coffee table over there and just ...
But I digress. One day and three or four furniture stores later, (I lost count after about the sixty second chair) we decide what we want. It is at that point that our sales lady (who didn't hover too badly until we went and looked at dining room tables) left to get hot fudge cake. While her on-duty priorities are obviously questionable, I cannot blame her much. If I had to chose between selling furniture and going for hot fudge cake, I would have left, too. So there you are, folks. When it comes to furniture shopping, I heard online site-to-store isn't that bad. May you have a happy and stress-free holiday season. (Yeah, right. I know. But it's worth a shot.)
~Ta ta for now~

Wal-Mart Stalkers aren't fun.

Some people can be idiots. While stuck at a red light (ironic to those in my AP class) driving to Wal-Mart, this truck comes up behind me and gets way to close to my bumper, and one of the guys starts doing this whole, "Oh hey I'm going to start waving and make stupid cellphone gestures with my hand in hopes of grabbing your teenage attention even though I'm about 55 years old!" thing. Freaking annoying. They tailgated me into Wal-Mart, and I zig-zagged around the parking lot until I lost them and then went home the long way. The nerve of some people. That completely crushed my hopes of a sugar free Rockstar to perk up my day. Those people should be informed that they not only tried to pretty much tailgate and attack a minor, but they also deprived her of a sugar free Rockstar. Shouldn't that be illegal? I guess it saved me from the creepy cashier who always talks to me and follows me around the store, and makes sure that I "check out at his cash register." I really hope he means that literally and not...well you know. At least there is going to be Subway for dinner. Subway with a nice, warm bed should fix my day. Wait, my Mother dearest did laundry and took the sheets off my bed. Great. I'm now off to complete unfinished chores as I grumble about just about anything that comes to mind. There had better be Subway for dinner.
-Goodbye for now ♥ -