Adulting Never Felt so Good

We sold a coffee table on facebook marketplace. It was big, and old. We bought in return a long, skinny dresser that we are converting into a gecko habitat. 

*Never mind the big stick. Travis is taking the bark off to make some sculpture thing.

It will look something like this, but not. *See the photo below. I want to get a white, or light colored gecko. Possibly in the spring. Its name will be Warhol, and it will have one of his pop art pieces in the background of the tank. He/she will have smooth Campbell Soup cans tipped over/edges smooth, for hides. I'm sure I'll tweak the color of the dresser/gecko enclosure. I'm not the type to leave things as is. I also don't mind its color.

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Huge news I got the job at AIM Institute! I even filled out the paperwork. It took way longer than it should have because I called the financial guy to make sure I was filling out the W4. Man things are different with those + I just haven't filled out that many. I wanted it done right considering that this is the job I plan on retiring from. If covid wasn't a thing, I seriously wanted to hug all their team through the computer. 

They pay well + have good benefits. The best things is that I'll be doing good things in the community. It's a nonprofit that helps put technology in the hands of those that can't afford it. I'll have a marketing title, but will do writing and graphic design as well. It will be mostly remote. They are ok with me teaching a college course at a university, in the evening once a week. 

I have to break up with Williams Sonoma. That's not so fun. I'm a bit nervous. I have to be honest, I haven't broken up with very many people or places. I kind of see things through the end almost always. It's their busy time + a coworker's father just passed away. It's only part time. I thought that with being part time I'd be able to transport Isaak to and from school more. Not so. She said she'd have the schedule done two weeks prior, which she does, but she changes it. I now understand why they have so many employees working part time: They don't have to pay for them to eat + they don't have to give them health insurance. I get hangry! Closing makes me on edge. It was in my job description. At Fresh Thyme there was always two people there that knew how to close. If I messed up, another person could help. It is cool setting up their displays. That's really my favorite part of the job. 

Do you find it hard to quit a job?

Adulting is Hard These Days

I haven't even told my husband 1/2 of this. Ha! I just didn't figure I needed to occupy his mind with this craziness. I'm not hiding it really.

I met a person that smiles with a frown. I didn't think this was possible. Her whole face lifted up except her mouth. This is as close as I can get.

Back in July I found out that my Mutual Fund that my boss had for me was closing. He was the only one that put money into it. It is a nice sum. I wish it was more, but again he was the only one that contributed to it, and it's mine.

They were charging too many fees for it.

In August I got the letter to have it rolled over.

I went to my financial guy right away to have this done. I sat with him for a good hour, or so filling out paperwork.

In September my financial guy emails me asking if I got any paperwork from them because he got nothing.

I called. They apparently needed a letter of acceptance that they never got. A new thing apparently.

My financial guy sent them an acceptance letter.

Later September we still hadn't gotten anything...

I called again. They said they never got the letter of acceptance. They forwarded my account on over to another company. Say what????

I called that other company, and they needed 2 weeks for processing.

I finally got what I thought was a statement, and it doesn't have a full account number on it. It's a bunch of XXXX with three numbers after it.

I emailed the faux statement on over to my financial guy. He couldn't get the emails because of his firewall.

I ran it over to him. It wasn't enough information to roll it over. I called the smucks again. They said they can't give me an account over the phone, or mail it to me. I had to go through online hoops to get it.

Now my financial guy says he needs more info still.

Could you imagine if I was an old person, that didn't know how to use the internet? I think about these things along the way.

I want to dig a hole, and stick my head in it. 

What's an adulting thing you're struggling with? Am I the only one that struggles? Ha!