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Sunday, December 14, 2025

I Can’t December Anymore


I’m a little burned out from work. My favorite inventory, the small Hispanic grocery chain, ended yesterday. On Friday, there was extremely thick fog in the morning, and I said riding in the car through thick fog made me hungry for pea soup. Kevin agreed. In fact, he agreed so much, that he reminded me twice throughout the day to pick up ingredients for split pea soup on the way out. So I googled recipes really quick, and apparently, it’s made with a hambone. Well Kevin is a vegetarian, so I googled pea soup recipes without ham. It suggested carrots, celery, onions, dried split peas, vegetable stock, and spices of your choosing. I got this carrot at the store we did inventory at. It’s so funny, I didn’t want to chop it. One of my friends said, “It’s happy to see you!”  
I guess it is! I’m glad we had today off. I rested all day, had leftover pea soup, and we shopped for more frozen meals. That’s because tomorrow we get even busier at work. I’m exhausted just thinking about it. We are working four days locally and then on Friday we are traveling to the dead ass middle of Texas. 

I took every single denim chenille quilt I’ve ever made to my favorite washateria. They all look amazing now. The two that will be gifts are ready to ship. The others that are going to be sold are going to go in an Etsy shop in 2026. I’ve also made a wreath for one of my friends who moved to North Carolina. It’s a housewarming/holiday gift. This way, I’ll get practice shipping wreaths, too. 

 

Thursday, December 11, 2025

My Mother Called Me Woke

 And other happenings: my mom’s sister Gloria is 90. The other day, my mom said she was on the phone with her, and Gloria didn’t know who she was on the phone with. My mom dealt with it in the only way she knows how to deal with things- she yelled at Aunt Gloria. “WHY DONT YOU KNOW WHO THIS IS?!?!  WHO DO YOU THINK YOURE TALKING TO?!?!” 

She then said that Aunt Gloria “started acting like a bitch.”  I explained to my mom that if she has dementia, that yelling at her is naturally only going to make it worse. She isn’t going to respond to being yelled at by saying, “Thanks I’m cured. I know now, you’re my sister.”  My mom responded by calling me woke and accused me of “knowing everything.”  When I suggested she just go along with her  

To make matters worse, Aunt Gloria intends to call other people but only seems to have muscle memory for dialing my mom’s number. So this happens several times a day. Mom has finally gotten the hint to not pick up the phone. I’m so glad I no longer live in her nut house. 

I’m also glad it’s not just me that she has a propensity to yell at constantly. I have come to believe that a lot of my anxiety and mental health struggles stem from her and my father just constantly yelling about everything for as long as I can remember. I don’t have siblings, and they always put on a front outside of home, so I often feel like I’m the only one who she does this to. But now I know I’m not!  I have no desire to ever go “no contact” with my mom, but limited contact combined with living 65 miles away is ideal. 

2025 Season


 

Sunday, December 7, 2025

Busy December

I thought we weren't getting a day off until the 14th, but I was wrong. We're off today. And also on the 14th!  I decided to go to Costco today. It was a madhouse!  When I go to Costco, I open the field agent app and look for side jobs at the location I'm in. Normally, field agent will have several small jobs at one Costco location. I do as many as possible and also browse for deals. Today, I spent $92 and made $39 in field agent jobs. Not bad. The 24-pack energy drinks are such a good deal that they are practically “earnings” themselves. I also got a white bathrobe (the house is cold this time of year, and I often don't feel like moving the space heater to the bathroom to warm it up before my shower) and a large bag of “Dubai-style pistachios”.  They have some sugar, but are good when I have a sweet tooth, because there isn't much, and pistachios are healthy. I could have done more side jobs, because every time I submitted one, another one would pop up for pictures of another aisle. I couldn't take the crowds anymore, though. There wasn't just the normal Sunday crowds, there was one group of about 30 people all shopping together and getting in the way a lot. 

The chain of stores we are doing inventory at for about the next two weeks is my favorite client and only comes around once a year in December. It's the easiest type of inventory, and the stores are just a fun atmosphere. They are grocery stores, but only about half the size of regular grocery stores, and are full of imports from Latin America. Their deli is also amazing.  They play Spanish Christmas songs on the overhead, and they are the same rotation of songs that I remember from past December. I even remembered the words to a lot of those songs.  The only problem is that I have a hell of a time ordering food from the deli. The ladies who work there always act like they can't understand you, even if you're speaking Spanish. Last year it made me feel like something was wrong with my Spanish, but in literally every other circumstance where I speak Spanish in public, no one ever acts this confused. It's just something about the ladies who work in the delis at this chain. I've resorted to just pointing to what I want in the case. One woman got my order wrong, but it was close enough. The thing that happened last year that made me question my ability to speak Spanish was that I was ordering tacos and the woman asked “Maiz or Harina?” (corn or flour tortilla) and I replied, “Harina.”   (Flour)  I rolled my R and everything but she still said loudly and incredulously, “QUE??”  So I said it louder, “HARINA.” She held up a flour tortilla and asked if that was the one I wanted. I was like sí, wtf, how did she not understand that?  A year later, and I'm still not over that interaction. 

Other than that minor detail though, I love doing these stores!  We deviate from it this Tuesday when we do a privately owned grocery store near Conroe. This particular store gives us wall calendars every year. We always get three. One for the kitchen, one for above my desk, and one for my mother-in-law. This saves almost $40, honestly. Speaking of my mother-in-law, I got her and my mom matching Oyster shell crosses from an Etsy shop. I stopped at Dollar Tree on the way home from Costco and got them gift bags and tissue paper. I also got 15 rolls of burlap ribbon. Speaking of Etsy shops, I'm determined to open mine in 2026. 

Here's to a busy December and a relaxing Christmas. 


 

Tuesday, December 2, 2025

Denim Chenille Quilts

I’m making denim chenille quilts out of my scraps for Christmas gifts to ship. This way, I can use my scraps and learn to ship these. 

This is the rainbow quilt I got out of all my colored scraps. It turned out actually way cuter than I thought. My cousin/best friend in the Chicago area is getting this for Christmas. 




The heart appliqué is an idea I got somewhere. The heart needs to be smaller though. That’s ok, the point is to learn from mistakes. Once the chenille fuzzes up, you won’t be able to tell it’s a heart. 


And just in case you’re confused on how I make it fuzzy on the back-
I clip all the seams like this. Then when I wash it with a lot of fabric softener, the seams are fuzzy, hence the term “chenille”. 


The blue and gray one is going to my coworker. She was hinting like crazy for one. Then she just flat out asked. I explained that I will have to ship it, not just hand it over at work and she said ok. She wants it in the spare room where her grandkids go when they come over. 




There is still enough for another quilt which will be alternated between denim blue and purple. That one will go to my cousin in Connecticut. I don’t have anyone outside the USA to give one to. It would be nice to practice shipping internationally. 

 I’m also considering doing this for free for memorial quilts. That is, if someone loses a loved one and they want one of these out of their loved one’s old clothing. I would do that.  I trust myself enough now that I don’t believe I would ruin someone’s loved one’s clothing. I mean, of course it would have to be cut up, but I have enough “denim chenille quilt experience” now that I trust myself to do a good job on it with someone else’s lost loved one’s old stuff. 

Tidbits for December

 Kevin and I have the day off, and this is actually the last day off we have until Christmas. So I’m about to be busy, tired, and rich. 

Anna has her phone off while she studies for finals. This is the last week of school for her. She has done great her first semester. 


We went out for a nice Mexican dinner in Austin, and I had a watermelon margarita. 


An ongoing issue with me. 


I can’t stop listening to This song. I heard it on TikTok, and it’s catchy. 

I’ve been doing the Pilate bands to work my upper arms and upper chest. However, the slightest, easiest workouts will kill my arms for the next two days. I’m never in that much pain after leg or core exercises. Probably because I do them more often. In the last two years or so of weight loss journey, I’ve never done anything with arms. I know the answer is to build up slowly, but DAMN am I sore the next day. 



Wednesday, November 26, 2025

Our Early Thanksgiving

I deleted my Facebook account. I also deleted the app off of my phone. The instance on Sunday with the person from my past who begged for money was all I needed to just close the door for good. Most of my friends on there were my coworkers from the children’s museum, where I have not worked for over a decade. I don’t even think most people I want to be in contact with go on anymore. It’s all dumb groups. It’s totally unnecessary. 

My daughter came home from college the day before yesterday, and we had Thanksgiving dinner today, a day early. Kevin and I both had to work this morning, but Anna sleeps so late on her days off that I knew we’d be done with work just as she was waking up. Before we left, I looked up instructions on how to cook turkey breast in the crockpot. Basically, you butter all the sides of the inside of the pot. Then you butter the turkey. Then sprinkle your spices and chunk it in. I put it on low and left for work. When we got home 6 hours later, it was perfect. 
I forgot to take an after picture though! 


Then made some instant rice and side veggies and it was a meal. Kevin is a vegetarian so he didn’t eat any turkey, but Mitchell and Alex did. 

We then put up the Christmas tree. Here is Mitchell checking it out. 







 

I Can’t December Anymore

I’m a little burned out from work. My favorite inventory, the small Hispanic grocery chain, ended yesterday. On Friday, there was extremely ...