Realtor’s are incredibly inconsiderate.

Realtor walks through my house.

Realtor: “Your house is really bland.”

Thank you?

Sorry?

Not sorry. I don’t ‘stage’ my house for a day-to-day basis. Also, people who buy houses can see right through the bullshit of home staging. Also, even if I were a decorator, I’ve lived here such a short period of time, I wouldn’t have had any time to decorate.

Her: “We will work with your schedule and we won’t come until after four pm”.

Less than 48 hours pass.

Her: “Hey, we’re going to need access to your house for a full day to do cleaning and staging and photos. Also, you cannot be there”.

She wasn’t impressed when I said “Feel free to come next Saturday.”

Her: “No actually, I’ve booked the cleaners and stagers and photographer for Wednesday,” she says.

THAT’S NOT MY FUCKING PROBLEM. Less than 48 hours ago you told me that you wouldn’t come until after four pm, and now you want me out of my house for an entire day, during the week. Where the fuck am I supposed to work? Starbucks isn’t exactly the confidential environment needed to my job.

The next day, which was Saturday.

Her (at 8:30 pm on a Saturday night): “Hey [Vee] can we come and do a walk through of your house prior to Wednesday so we know what we need to bring for staging?”

Me: “Please come tomorrow.”

Her: “No actually, I don’t work weekends.”

UMMMMMMMMMM YES YOU DO. YOU’RE A FUCKING REALTOR. YOU PRETTY MUCH WORK EVERY WEEKEND. IF YOU DON’T WORK WEEKENDS WHY ARE YOU ASKING ME FOR A WALK THROUGH AT 8:30 ON A SATURDAY NIGHT?

Her: “I’ll come Monday or Tuesday.”

Me: “AFTER FOUR PM.”

Her: “After four.”

Monday – Realtor knocks on door at 3:00 PM.

Me: “I cannot give you access to my house right now.”

Her: “Oh, well I was just driving through the neighbourhood and thought I could pop in and get what I needed done.”

Me: “Please come back after four.

Her: “Okay, I’ll come back after four.”

SHE DOESN’T COME BACK… AT ALL MONDAY NIGHT. I CALLED AND TEXTED, STAYED HOME ALL FUCKING EVENING WAITING FOR HER. SHE JUST IGNORED ME.

Today. 5:00 PM.

Me: “Is anyone coming to my house tonight?”

Her: “Are you home now?”

Me: “Yes.”

Her: “I’ll come soon.”

Me: “When is soon?”

Her: “I’ll be there soon.”

UGHHHHHHHHHH

Seriously, it could take exactly zero effort to be considerate and provide a window of time in which she thought she might be coming through.

Who acts like this in a professional setting and gets away with it?

April 23

It has actually been quite an interesting week for me. On the whole, I’ve been in a pretty bad mood this year, for obvious reasons. This past week though, well things actually seemed like they might have been in my favour. For that, I am thankful.

I had my first court date on Wednesday. The Justice did not grant an extension, which means we will be going ahead as planned. I had friends come to support me for the occasion, which I am eternally grateful for. I’m looking forward to having this all done and over with. While a court will only get me through the first hurdle, we’re still making progress. Progress is key.

I also got approved for the medium.com partner program, which means that if I submit blog posts on that website as a part of the partner program, they will be eligible to earn money. It actually took me about 2.5 weeks to meet the necessary requirements but I’m just lazy so I didn’t submit my information for the program until this week. I will probably take to Medium to share marketing/work-related content, as I’ve noticed there are a lot of people on that platform offering HORRIBLE advice. I’m not saying that I’m perfect at marketing, but I did spend 2.7 million dollars last month on marketing-related tasks, so I do know a little bit about what I’m doing – otherwise why would they give me that much money to use?

This week also saw the first shipment of my stuff headed for my new city. No, I am not moving yet. I’m starting the process, though. I have some really incredible friends who are helping me move in an effort to make it as low-cost as possible for me. As I’m sure many of you know, moving is not cheap. So my friends are keeping my stuff at their place, collecting little by little, week over week, until I do move in which case I’ll hopefully just have to take it from their house to my new place. I will share where I am moving and when I am moving closer to the date of moving. Spoiler though, I am very much looking forward to a new adventure.

Small wins.

The past seven days have been good. Last Saturday I was on the road. This Saturday I am at home and preparing for a new life in a new city. I survived my first court appearance and, dare I say, things might be looking up? I don’t want to get too hopeful, because I need to be realistic about things. But, let’s just say there was a time or two this past week when I smiled and it wasn’t forced.

She’s back!

I can finally share what my one-way plane ticket was for. I have recently returned from a cross-country road trip of epic proportions.

A few weeks back a friend of mine let me know they were making the trip and asked if I wanted to come with them. They know what’s been happening in my personal life the past few months and they presented it as an opportunity to get away from home for a few days, with a good friend, a change of scenery and lots of junk food. How great does that sound? At best I get a road trip across the country with one of my best friends and at worst I get a road trip across the country with one of my best friends. So I said yes.

I bought a one-way ticket across the country on a discount airline with a coupon code that I had from a flight I took last summer(I was rescheduled and rerouted four times so they gave me a discount code for future purchase ‘because of the inconvenience’). Altogether, the flight itself was quite cheap, which I was happy about.

So, with a plane ticket in hand, I threw a couple outfits into a suitcase, got on a plane and my friend picked me up when I landed. Then, we left.

We drove during daylight and stopped to sleep when darkness fell. We spent the trip driving through some of the vastest, most scenic, breathtaking landscapes the world could present the eyes and made fast friends with diner folk in small towns along the way. The weather across the country fluctuated from -19 to +12 degrees celsius, and there were varying amounts of snow and ice along the way. We actually got quite lucky, though, and the universe blessed us with clear highways the whole trip, making for easy driving, despite the winter conditions.

When you’re an adult, it always feels just a little bit more important when you get the chance to catch up with a long-time friend and spend time together. In our case, my friend and I have the type of relationship where we truly can talk about anything without judgement. We spent hours chatting about life and love, politics and world events, the best and worst things we’ve ever done, religion, therapy, trauma, where we thought we’d be versus where we are, and so much more. Our conversations would transition from human rights violations to investment portfolios, for example. It might not make sense to others, but it worked. Yes, there were definitely some dull moments, but we chose to fill those moments with stupid YouTube videos and 90’S music. I may have used up all of my data for the month in one trip, but I don’t care.

Canada is absolutely beautiful.

Friends that you can be yourself with are an incredible gift.

A change of scenery was very much needed, even if it was temporary. I know I’ll be moving soon enough, so I now have that to look forward to.

Anyways, that’s all for now. I must go back to work.

Outside the snow is falling

It’s true, the snow is still falling.

Life has been busy as of late. I’m getting very worried about money, and I don’t know how to escape that stress.

Let’s talk about life.

The CEO of a professional football team slid into my DMs on LinkedIn and offered me a job. I thought it was a scam. So I phoned the number to tell whoever answered that it was a shitty scam to pull on people on LinkedIn. To my surprise, it was actually the CEO who answered. It was his cell phone number that he left in my DM and he was serious.

It’s a weird, weird world we’re living in.

For the record, there are very few things in this world that I truly can say I hate. Football is, in fact, one of those things. Also, for the record, if you legitimately want to approach someone with an offer of that type, a scammy looking LinkedIn DM is not how you do it.

Nevertheless, I digress.

I went to learn the damage of my taxes today. While there, I learned what was done on my 2020 taxes. Turns out, I still owe the government a lot of money. If I can offer a piece of advice to everyone on earth, if you’re not going to do your own taxes, pay a professional, please. Don’t “trust” friends or family members to do it, and never ever, EVER, trust someone you’re in a relationship with to do your taxes.

I’ll talk about it more one day – perhaps when my present state of debt doesn’t have such a chokehold on me.

Bills are tough.

Being an adult is tough.

Trusting people is a mistake. I don’t care how long you’ve known them. Trust yourself.

In other news, it looks like I might be moving sooner than I thought. This is worrying me because it looks like I won’t have quite as much time to save up money for the move. Money, money, money, it seems to be the majority of what I think about these days. That and why it’s still snowing.

If I do end up moving sooner, I might not get into the condo I want. Which I guess is fine, I guess. We all have to make concessions in this life. It just seems like I’ve had to make a lot of them lately, and not a lot of others have.

My day job is going really well. I feel very lucky that I was picked to be a part of this team, and so far, the experience I’ve had has been very positive. The opportunity this job has presented me is one that I’m really shocked by, and didn’t expect was coming when I was in the interview process. It’s like I thought the job was going to be something, and it turned out being something way better than what I originally imagined.

I’m still getting to know the new team, and the lay of the proverbial land, but it’s been good so far. When I started working for the start-up there were so many red flags that I looked past for the sake of the job that this time around I feel myself being hyper-vigilant about everything. With all of this hyper-vigilance, I’ve yet to find any red flags. It just seems like a good team with good jobs who work hard. As someone who’s been working since she was 13 years old (10 if you count a paper-route, which some do and some don’t), working hard during the work day and enjoying life after is something I can be on board with. No more working until 9 and 10 pm for this girl.

I just want to get back to a point where I can enjoy life again. I want to leave the trauma that’s plagued the past 6 months of my life behind. I want to leave the people who’ve disrupted the past three years of my life behind. I want to smile and have it be genuine. I want to spend time with my friends and my brothers and all of their kids. I always wanted to be ‘that crazy aunt’ and I haven’t been. I’ve been that sad person that no one knows how to help, or even talk to most days.

I’m trying.

I’m trying to get through this. Right now it just feels like I am barely staying afloat. But at least I am still trying. That’s got to count for something.

Wow, I feel like this sounds so sad. I didn’t mean for that to happen when I sat down to write this.

If anyone reads this and you have some good news in your life or something bright that is worthy of sharing, I’d love to hear it. I might not be celebrating myself right now, but I am very much always for hearing about the good in others’ lives and celebrating their victories.

Okay, bye.

First week on the job

I survived!

I didn’t just survive, I’m pretty sure I thrived. I am thriving. There’s such a stark difference from my last employment experience to this one. I think I’m really going to like this team.

Since I don’t think that I shared here, I am a Campaign & Advertising Manager for a national business here in Canada. I will be spending all workday, every day, managing the business social presence through paid and organic avenues.

I know what I was thinking when I heard that I got the job – why me? I spent a few days with imposter syndrome, thinking I’m not qualified for this role. But then I thought that I’m not going to do that anymore. I earned this job. They had 200 applications for this role and they picked me. That wasn’t on accident. I’m going to go forth with that perspective and be a damn good campaign manager for them.

Here’s to hoping I don’t fuck it up, because I want to move. I’m still looking for an apartment in the new city and realizing how much of my stuff I’m going to have to either sell off or give away makes me a little sad. Moving into this house was the first time in my adult life that I actually had enough disposable income that I could purchase some things I wanted, and not just things I needed to survive. You know what I mean?

My personal life is still a hot mess. Not much has changed there, I am just trying really hard to not bitch about it online (sorry Jenn, for bitching about it to you). Some days are easier than others.

In other, completely exciting news, I think we’re finally done with snow in Calgary. I think it’s finally spring. The grass is turning from brown to green, the birds are chirping and it’s daylight until almost seven pm each evening. I cannot begin to tell you what that’s done for my mood. I’m still anxious, but feel better about myself when it’s not so dark all of the time.

Speaking of being anxious, I’m trying to find more at home or over-the-counter means to help with my anxiety. If anyone has any tips, I would love to hear them. Meditating isn’t really my thing. But I’ve recently cut way back on caffeine and while I am definitely more tired because of it, I can say that tiredness means I’m less anxious. Like if anxiety were on a sliding scale, with caffeine, I’m a 12/10 for how bad it is, and without caffeine I’m a 9 or a 10/10. Small things might help, who knows. I think I’ll always be an anxious person because I’ve always been an anxious person. I still have to try and help myself, though.

Okay, time to go forth and go about my day.