#the thing is still under warranty so if they can't fix it i'm getting a new one

[ruvviks]

now that i can't waste time on my own laptop i'm using my brother's laptop to actually do something useful and sort out all the files i have for the cyberpunk extended blorboverse on my drive

[relicfragment]

hey guys, I'm really sorry to have to make this post. My family's in literal shambles at the moment, both physically and financially. Details under cut, but if you guys would please donate what you can here, aiming for a goal of $530 at most to replace a bad alternator. Anything over that will go to groceries, loans ( financial and medical ), and mobility aids for my mom such as a shower bar. If you guys could reblog this and spread it if at all possible that would really genuinely help us out.

My mom is disabled and has edema, and uses a walker to balance herself. She needs my help to get to work in the morning, and I can't drive to help her on that front. Her car is the only car she's able to get in and out of with her legs, with my grandmother's being too low, and any truck in the family being too high. I would drive her myself, but due to responsibilities at home to my grandmother, cats, and her, I haven't been able to learn at a timely manner in order to get my permit and license.

Everything started snowballing in September when my mom got diagnosed with retinopathy. She's since had injections for this. She'd had edema for years atp, but since about October it started getting much, much worse. OTC diuretics helped for a while, and then they didn't. We've been struggling to juggle medical expenses with her eyes, personal loans because my mom lost her job in 2021, ect. Mainly, we need to fix our transportation. Alternator is drawing on our battery which, while it still has a charge, decidedly should not be doing that. 530 is the ballpark to get the part both bought and installed. It includes a warranty, thankfully. That's the main thing i'm currently worried about at the moment and the biggest hurdle, since it's a very sudden emergency. As stated above, I'll be reblogging even when I'm over the goal so we can possibly afford mobility aids for her like a shower bar. Then loans, and groceries if at all possible. We're so genuinely deep in shit and I hate ebegging or whatever but we're legitimately out of options.

Thanks for reading this, and especially thanks for donating if at all possible. I know things are hard for everyone at the moment, so I hate doing this. Love you guys <33

[deepautumncolors]

January Sucks

I feel like I'm always waiting for something in January. This is my least favorite month, so usually I'm just waiting for it to be over. But this is the second year in a row that I'm waiting for something other than that.

In 2023, only four days into the new year, the screen of my personal laptop cracked down in the bottom right corner and the hinge became unscrewed.

I had bought it almost two years before so the warranty had expired already, but they said I could reinstate it and then they would be able to fix it and cover any problems for the next two years. BUT, for some reason the new warranty would take 30 days to go through. So I waited and waited for it to be February 3rd. At least I could still use the laptop because everything still functioned normally, but I couldn't close it so I had to leave it open all the time. Anyway, so 30 days later I finally called them back. They sent me a box so I could ship it to them and get the screen replaced, and then I had to wait some more to get it back. Luckily it was only gone for a week, and it came back good as new.

THIS year, there's a lot going on. For one thing, I brought my car to the body shop on Monday to get the damage fixed from the storm we had last week and haven't heard back yet. Secondly, I'm looking forward to my vacation next week. But the one that's bothering me the most is that I'm waiting for my Instagram account to go back to normal.

On January 7th, I was having a lazy Sunday afternoon and I decided to see if I could get some more followers. I've found that a good way to do that is to follow other accounts who post similar content and like some of their posts so they notice you in their notifications, and sometimes they follow back. So I went on a spree of following a bunch of people and liking a bunch of their posts.

Well, apparently Instagram doesn't like that because it's considered suspicious behavior that makes them think you're a robot. Well, sheesh! How else is anyone supposed to get followers? If they thought I was doing something fishy, why didn’t they just give me one of those tests where you have to click on all the pictures of traffic lights or motorcycles so I could prove I’m a real person?

So now, every time I try to like someone's post or comment on it or follow an account, I get this message:

I looked it up and it sounds like my account is banned, but I can't figure out how long it's going to last. I've sent in several support requests, but they haven't responded to me. And when I go to look at the past reports I've submitted, it says there aren't any.

And when I go to the Violations area, it says there aren't any of those either.

It also doesn't even acknowledge the fact that I can't do things.

Instagram, I have one word for you: Lies.

I thought my ban would only last for one or two days - you know, maybe 24 or 48 hours? Every day I think, maybe it's over now, and I try to follow someone or like a post. But that stupid message keeps popping up, and it'll be two weeks tomorrow.

So, I'm pretty annoyed that I don't know how long this will be going on and that they won't give me any information. That's the vaguest message there could possibly be. "Try Again Later"? How much later? They didn't even tell me what I did wrong, I had to look it up on the internet to find out. If I knew what date it was going to end, I'd be able to stop wondering.

Oh, and when I make my posts and add a caption at the bottom, the captions don't show up. So it's just a post with no explanation under it. When my account works again eventually, I'll have to go back into each post and re-add them.

At least I got about 7 or 8 new followers that day.

[butts-bouncing-on-the-beltway]

Actually, I hope you'll forgive me if I complain about one more thing

This is just kind of venting, so like, prioritize making sure you're rested and stuff over reading it, you know? Hope you have as nice a day as you can

About a week ago, have an appointment scheduled with a plumber to come look at the downstairs toilet. Leaking every time it flushes (had a huge mess cause my mom made such a pile of filth next to the toilet no one saw it was leaking till it wasn't flushing right, so she had me take a look and I'm like... it's dumping water every flush)

Anyway, grandma's agreed to help cover the toilet, but I'm wondering why the toilet is gonna cost $800, seems high to me. I say "wanna ask the plumber why that is, we've used them on the water heater, so I don't they're trying to screw me, but I don't get it"

Well, she starts freaking out a bit and being like "well it's hard for me to get up the stairs, so I've just been pissing in my incontinence pads, I think I'll die if this doesn't get fixed". First off like, don't fucking need to know that, second off fuck off, said I wanted to ask a question

Well, the son of a friend of my grandma's agrees with me, says he thinks he can fix it for cheaper, asks for a picture

My mom sends it, he sends back that he can't help cause it's looks like there's bad floor damage and that'll cost a lot more to fix

So now my mom's freaking out, just doom and gloom

I'm having to regulate her emotions for her, which I hate being forced to do. I'm pointing out "guy probably didn't realize previous idiot that owned this place laid particleboard over the good tile and put stick on tile on that, he's probably mistaking cosmetically ugly for damage, cause he's just going off a picture"

Also keep saying how "well, the plumber will be here noon tomorrow, I'll talk to him then, and we'll know what we know"

She keeps saying how "hope for the best, plan for the worst", and it's like yeah, but worst cause scenario isn't that the floor's fucked, it's that I decide I need to install a toilet myself instead of letting the plumber do it

Makes my night, and then also my morning hell. Like first thing she says when I get up is how she contacted habitat for humanity to see if they can help fix floors... when the floor isn't even fucked up, like I've felt the particle board and it's not mushy, and there's good tile under it... no, won't listen

Well how do you think it all turned out?

Oh, I was 100% right? Yeah, that's what happened. Talk with the plumber, find out that part of the cost is them warrantying both the toilet and their work on this (and I liked the warranty on the heater, come out and service it every year, so I'm ok with paying for it). Also it's not top of the line, but it's a bit better toilet than what I'm finding at home depot... problem solved

Floor? Floor is literally like I said it was, plumber didn't even mention it. Toilet was a different size which means now you can see the tile even better in the gap between it and the particle board hole

My mom? Zero apology, just kind of a "well, you know I tend to worry"

Yeah, well fuck you. I managed to leverage a small lump sum of money my great aunt left me, way less than what a house costs around here, into a house despite not being able to get any kind of loan. I've cleaned out your trailer. I've done all this shit, I've done so much

Least you can do is show me a little trust. Instead of listening to your mother, a person that we've agreed the correct thing to do is do the opposite of whatever she says cause she give the worst advice and is a panicky ass... instead of listening to her, you could trust me, someone who can go in that room and actually look at the floor

But no, you have to make my life miserable for a night and a morning, and then you can't even say sorry

...don't know, just still mad about that if I'm honest. So... sorry about this weird ask. Just... talking about my mom kind of made me think about this, and it's still pretty fresh, and it's not like I was able to do more than make some posts bitching on here, it's not like I was really able to talk to anyone

No, I get it. My mom always expected me to manage her emotions for her, too. I learned recently that when my grandparents got divorced, my grandma processed the ENTIRE THING with my 11 year old mother who still to this day insists that this was fine and healthy for her and not the literal definition of emotional incest, so I guess at least now I know where she gets it from. It's an infuriating experience, especially as someone like you or me who works destructively hard to regulate our own emotions, to have someone constantly leaning on us to manage theirs too, let alone a parent whose job was always to be that support person for us.

[pbandjesse]

I wish it felt like winter. Like yeah the last couple winters having broken heat sucked. But our heat is fixed this year and looking at the weather for the next month it's just going to be in the 40s. Sucks. I really thought we would get a big snow storm at least once but I don't think it's going to happen. Makes me very sad.

Today was a little hard. I wanted to be productive and go out and enjoy the weather even if it isn't the winter I wanted. But instead I just felt very bad.

I slept alright last night. It has been easier to fall asleep lately. I woke up and things felt alright. James made me an omelette for breakfast to celebrate Omelette the frog being alive. I got to work on my crochet.

Mr Will came over to replace the back door. This is where I got very upset. And it only go worse over the next hour. He got a different kind of door but it's just. A hollow door?? And it doesn't even fit so he nailed it in and it can't be opened. You know. Our fire escape door. He says it could be opened in an emergency but there's no handle. You would have to take a hammer to the nails. And I literally had to hold back tears. I was like hey I'm not okay with this. It's not safe. I use that outside space. I keep that door open. And he said he's on the look out for a different better door. But like. He should have just left the original one then! This one isn't going to keep the cold out. It's not safe at all!! I couldn't say anything else or I would absolutely have started crying. James sent Tina an email to explain and sent a listing to order a new door. But I just felt super defeated.

And then we couldn't find Sweetp. For almost 15 minutes. I had heard him go in the hall and didn't think anything of it because he follows Will. But we couldn't find him in our apartment. In the hall. In the construction upstairs. I was getting super worried he somehow go outside outside. Or was on the fire escape that was now nailed shut.

But I would find him under the bed in the bedroom in Will's office. Ugh. I did not need the stress. I have Sweetp a bunch of treats but I told him I was upset with him for hiding.

I tried to keep crocheting. I would get to 69 squares done today. I wanted to go out but I was so upset and honestly I felt super tired and bad inside. I wanted to do work. Art. Make my poster and examples for this weekend. But I couldn't do anything. I felt broken inside.

James would go for a bike ride and I would lay in bed to crochet more. But eventually I just laid down and watched videos.

Once James got home and I knew they were safe I would fall asleep. I thought I would sleep for an hour but I woke up at 4 and felt very bad still. At least I wasn't as tired.

I did have a bunch of missed called. I have been getting weird ones a lot lately. Someone must have used my number for something or its just regular we are trying to contact you about your extended warranty/electric bill/medical debt scammy calls you get. Gave me a little fright though and waking up to your heart racing is no good.

I got up when James said they were going to walk to the grocery store. I needed to shake it off and I thought that would be nice.

So we walked over there. And got 50 cent green onions and a $2 candy bar. And came home.

We got back here and James made us green onion pancakes and dumplings. I didn't like the ginger soy sauce but I loved everything else. I appreciated James trying the new things we've added to our menu.

I still felt really uspset and couldn't get myself to do anything. Me and James would just hang out in the couch and read our books and eventually just watched things in our phones. A lazy night.

I took a bath and tried to calm my allergies now. And now we are in bed. I am trying to shake off how bad I feel. But I just hope work tomorrow helps me feel more myself.

I hope you all sleep good tonight. And feel more secure. Be careful out there! Goodnight.

[whoknowsyourfuture]

If any of y'all are waiting for a sign to figure out/practice how to change a spare tire like I was, go practice changing a tire. Got a low tire pressure warning right before I got to work at 0 dark 30 this morning (crap, but I'll get it checked after work), then I get out of my car and hear a very Obvious Hiss. (Shit. Shitshitshitshit what do I do I'm going to be late, nothing's open) I resolve to check it in a couple hours once things are open, see if it's driveable.

It Was Not

Spend the rest of my shift trying to decide what to do, how to get to the place I HAVE to go to keep my (3 month old so I thought I'd have Less tire related anxiety 😐) under warranty. Literally decide, as I'm walking up to my car, that I'll try changing to the spare, so long as I have everything. Luckily I did, but I had a moment of panic because the jack was under the spare, which was attached Very Well. Get everything out, spend five minutes googling trying to figure out where the stupid pinch welds are on my car, get the jack situated, shove the spare under the car a bit because I'm paranoid, set the parking brake, and get to work. Everything went surprisingly well, given I'm working off assorted Tumblr posts and YouTube videos, up until I'm letting down the jack and the spare Keeps. Going. Down.

Apparently you need to inflate some spares. This would have been good information to have, so I could have thought to check the pressure periodically. (I realize this may seem obvious to some, but it Was Not to me)

Thankfully, there's a gas station less than a mile away, so I can air it up after scrambling for quarters and not being able to count so I feed in my existing quarters then have to go get change for the rest. Took nearly the entire five minutes to fill the tire enough ish, and thankfully I did have a tire pressure checker so I could monitor it because there wasn't one on the machine 🙃

Drive low-key terrified because I knew donuts weren't Real Tires but I didn't realize how much of a difference there was Before Now. Get to the tire place, which Had Not picked up the phone when I was calling to check availability but was the closest, only to get 'well, I don't know if we can get you done before we close. Your car's new enough, you can drive on the spare'.

1. I literally can't go to a competitor because of the warranty and all their locations close in 2 ish hours

2. They couldn't be bothered to pick up the phone and Say they were too busy so I could have gone to the next closest

3. I have work tomorrow, still at 0 dark 30, and the next day, so the other option is to get it fixed Monday afternoon. I have to drive on the highway, that was responsible for my flat tire. I am not going to do that without a spare

Which I Am Currently Using So It's Not Really A Spare Now Is It

I ask them if they could please try. They do manage to finish in a bit over an hour, thankfully. But since I now know exactly how many options I have in a populated area, I am going to be stocking up on tools and supplies and I will double check all of those before I do anything more than a couple hours from civilization.

It is nice to know that I can change my tires by myself, even as unprepared as I was. But so help me I want Options for next time.

(also @ariaste, running close to the wind is a confirmed comfort read. I was too stressed and tired to read anything new, even fan fiction, so I pulled it up and was grinning in two pages, holding back snickers within ten.)

[sunderedazem]

Heads up that my wifi adapter in my laptop is fried (as in, the actual hardware wifi sensor piece basically melted), so if I'm not replying to things - I'm trapped on phone and I'm sorry 😭😭😭

Laptop still works for everything, it just....can't connect to the internet. Idk what happened. Luckily it's still under warranty and i can get it fixed. But until then I will just 😭😭😭😭

(I had to BUY A WHOLE FRICKIN CHEAP WORK LAPTOP BECAUSE OF THIS. LAPTOP WHY U BETRAY ME. $500 DOWN THE DRAIN BECAUSE OF U)

[honorarystripes]

ooc:

I didn't mean rp land but I am so sorry about your dad. I hope that he's ok. I'm also sorry about your girlfriend and hope that she gets well soon. Also that sucks about work! I think it's ridiculous they didn't excuse the absence and that you're getting written up. I'd excuse that absence in a heartbeat! As for your glasses they might still be under warranty so you maybe able to get them fixed or a new pair. I'm sorry you're going through all of this and wish there was something I could do to help.

It just feels like it's piling because its all happening in the spans of a week is just causing my blood pressure to go up, not his but his is high. My dad had dementia before the stroke and now he can't tell us our names without help. He needs help to read when before he could do it without any problem. Sometimes he can read a clock, sometimes he can't. Dad was exposed to covid in the ICU so I'm really hoping that he continues to test negative for covid. Because he really can't afford to have it just after having a stroke and also having copd and blood pressure issues.

My girlfriend is fairing better than most because she was vaccinated and she's healthy for the most part. It's just a cold to her. It's a cold that's kicking her ass right now but it's just a cold. She was more bummed about missing my birthday bash but like I told her, it's better this way and she agreed. We can always have another disney day to celebrate but like...risking exposing my family to covid anymore than they already are is very concerning.

The glasses thing was more of a stress because it was just another thing that happened this week. Like also having a mental breakdown on the 31st and 1st. I honestly got so low that I ended up hurting myself. Then a day late my dad's had a stroke. It didn't leave much time to relax. The whole week hasn't.

And like I've only been at this particular store for about....2-3 months and it probably doesn't look good that I've been getting sick and I've had to call out because my dad's been in the hospital. But I mean...I've been with the company over all for six years and I've never been like suspended for anything. Still you'd think they wouldn't count it as an occurrence because it's almost like an FMLA thing. But nope. I won't be written up yet because this was the first occurrence but like...I can't get sick in their eyes for like another three months and that's just not...realistic.

As for my glasses, nah. They aren't under warranty. It's been over like two years since I had them done so they've gone past their warranty. The bummer part is I'm going to have to use birthday money when I wanted to use that for other things but it's going to probably be used to skate me by a week of no pay and to get me glasses. Oh well, it's important shit. I was just hoping to have fun with the money instead but you know....adult things.

[nefariousknots]

Standing behind my products.

Warrenties, returns and defects...

Oh my!

I've touched on the topic before and I'm sure it won't be the last. But I want to put out an official post and talk about this a bit more. The long and the short is a YES... with a few exceptions.

I can't always see weak points or cracks in the wood from the surface. If I discover them while working on a piece often times I will start over. Sometimes photos change the color of things or you get it in the mail and it's not what you though. Bring it to my attention so I can fix it.

Here is a general break down...

If you break it under normal use, I will make you a new one. (Possible small fee for specialy woods).

If you miss and hit it on furniture and it breaks, work on your aim.

If you scratch the finish of the paddle, that's on you. If damaged from mailing contact me asap to discuss.

If the color is off or not happy with how it looks, contact me before you use it.

If you use it I cannot always offer a refund

Things I will NOT warranty if you break it: anything made from cedar, spanking tools under 1/2 inch thick (generally rulers and yardstick) but please still contact me so we can discuss.

Anything with "spikes" is buy at your own risk and I will not warranty or replace anything.

Issues with "studs", contact me.

"Woah NK.... thats a lot of stuff, why should I even bother getting your stuff". Because (to my knowledge) none of my paddles have ever been broken. Because I care about the stuff I make and the people who choose to support me. If I ever have a doubt in a wood, style of a design, or even a slight worry about something I will bring it up so it doesn't even become an issue.

So in short, if you are unhappy with my stuff then let me know. I will fix it if I can and as always, thank you guys for the support.