#wasn’t just the dishes
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found the stupidest hack to finally wash my dishes and it’s literally just don’t change out of my work uniform when I get home
#shhh sharkie#my therapist and I were workshopping ideas to help me actually do the dishes before they get catastrophic#and I’ve talked about like. I don’t have an issue with them at work necessarily. I don’t like them but they gotta get done.#and recently one of my friends has been paying me to come by and do her dishes for her. and that’s like no problem.#so he asked what’s stopping me from doing my own dishes like why are /mine/ so much more difficult#and tbh I still don’t think I have an answer but there’s just always this like mental block that I can’t push past and I don’t know why#but today I got home from work and I just started getting prepped to do the dishes like just ‘do it before you can think about it’#cause once I start a task it’s much easier to follow through it’s just starting it is difficult#and yeah it took me like three hours to wash all the dishes but I also cleaned to stove and tidied and organized a lot in the process so#wasn’t just the dishes#ugh I hate executive dysfunction. like now a good chunk of my apartment is clean and I can actually cook and use tupperware and utensils#(until they need to be washed again but we’ll get there when we get there)#but I still didn’t make anything real for dinner so I’m going to have to buy food for lunch tomorrow#it’ll be fine. just glad the dishes are finally done again. hopefully this uniform hack continues to work for my brain.
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getting things done and being productive vs I’m cold and my cat is warm and snuggly
#I wasn’t even that ambitious about what I want to get done today. just dishes and put away clothes#but both of those involve removing myself from the warm couch blanket where my cat is snuggling me#soon I should make dinner tho. I’m thinking banana pancakes bc why not#I already made two grown up dinners this week (palak paneer w homemade naan and salmon Caesar salad w homemade dressing and croutons)#it’s breakfast for dinner time. actually#….once I get up
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The whole discourse about the privacy/secrecy/support thing has been sitting with me for a few days (I mean other than it always does to a certain degree) thanks to all the excellent discussion happening and I know I'm not saying anything that hasn't been said a million times before, but I think what we're seeing and what we're going to learn (e.g. from TTPD) is that it wasn't just the support issue, but how it was shown/handled.
We've all gone out of our way to show that introversion =/= lack of support. Someone can be shy, reserved, etc. and still show up for their partner, whether in public or at home. To chalk any of the differences up to the clash between introversion and extroversion is unfair to folks who count themselves among either tbh.
@thisisctrying said something the other day that hit the nail on the head about how if that support had been offered in private, there very well may not have been a Joever to begin with, or at least not at this point in time. (Sorry for loosely paraphrasing, and for namedropping you! Long time listener, first time poster.)
If this were a case where the "shy" partner said, "I am really uncomfortable with the spotlight personally and do not want to court it, but I will support you in your ambitions and offer you whatever you need to make them happen and make the glare bearable," I suspect that would have gone a long way to making Taylor feel seen and comfortable in pursuing her goals in the way that she now has. Again, that might have been more akin to the balance that seemed to have been struck around 2019 from what we can see, but even speaking in a general sense, there are lots of couples out there, celebrity or not, that have similar approaches where there are highly driven people and busy careers involved.
(A famous example being Dolly Parton's marriage. Tbh I know next to nothing about her and Carl, but she's always heralded as an example in this regard, because her husband is famously uncomfortable with the spotlight and hasn't accompanied her to public events in decades, but she's said that she never minded that because that was always work to her, and what was important was that he supported her in pursuing all her career goals and basically ensured she had a place to call home to return to at the end of the day.)
We're kind of in a brave new world with her current relationship because it felt like, at least at the start, we were maybe watching her figure out her boundaries in real time as to what she was comfortable with or not and adjust accordingly. Like so many have said, I fully believe the extreme privacy thing was initially driven by herself and her experiences in 2016, and she needed that quiet time to recover from all of the things and figure out how to exist in the world again.
Stating the obvious, it seemed like eventually privacy was equated with secrecy, turning the relationship and the celebrity into the elephant in the room and something to never be spoken of to the outside world. People are free to choose whatever works best for themselves and their relationships, and for some the separate public lives might work, but the “kept me like a secret but I kept you like an oath” theme is all over her work and it’s clear that it’s a sore spot for her, because she’s been made to feel shame just for the life she leads so many times in the past.
What I’m trying to say is that it’s pretty obvious something Not Great was happening behind the scenes, which didn’t just amount to “she wanted to be a public celebrity and he wanted to be a private hermit.” (Also, in case anyone forgot, this is a person who also chose a public-facing career who also has to engage in press for it, but I digress.) As her career reached new heights post-folklore, if she had the support at home to do all the things without judgment and with encouragement, and in turn offer the same support to her partner, she may have very well lived just fine with that, not unlike Dolly Parton’s case.
By reading between the lines in all the press since, as well as comments on tour and general ~vibes~ with TTPD teasers, it seems like one of the issues was that that was likely not the case. There was all the stuff that we saw — the reticence to acknowledge each other in the media (particularly on one side), the lack of public support even at events at which they were both in attendance for their respective jobs, the great lengths they went to not to be photographed together at events they attended yet no problem taking pictures with other friends and coworkers, the jobs that separated them, the withdrawing from the public even for work accomplishments, etc. Which could all be manageable if a couple chooses to do so together and are not inherently a sign of trouble in themselves.
But what we’re seeing now I think is a reflection of the things we weren’t seeing then, and it seems to indicate some very deep hurt. (I know, call me Captain Obvious.) And like so many have been saying, it feels likely that that part of that hurt is rooted in that very lack of private support where a person would expect it from their partner. Obviously as a Taylor fan blog I’m going to be more inclined to understand her side of a story, but tbh, it’s also because… this is sooooooo common, and something I’ve experienced in my friend group. (@taylortruther is right when she says most breakups are the same one way or another lol.)
One partner is resentful of the other’s success, or resentful that the other’s priorities begin to evolve as new experiences unlock new goals, or feels the other’s ambitions are not worthy of pursuit, and coupled with perhaps their own struggles in the same domain, it’s easy to see where that can chip away at the other partner’s morale and faith in the relationship. I know I’m just speculating here, but I also don’t think it’s totally unfounded. (Again, because a) I’m picking up what she’s putting down and b) it happens to sooooooo many women even among us dull normals.)
With all the pointed mentions about how much Taylor feels supported in her current relationship and how she in turn loves to offer the same show of support to not only her partner but other loved ones, how she’s stepped out more in the last year to a whole host of events, how she’s mentioned feeling like she locked herself away for years and she’s just proud of her partner and happy she can show up for him even if the chaos around it is unsettling, it paints a picture of what perhaps was happening before last year.
To feel like you’re all alone in carrying the weight of the relationship (or burden of it), of twisting yourself into knots to accommodate the other person’s boundaries (or insecurities) but not feeling reciprocity for your own has to be so painful. (The idea that it may have been even darker and to have a partner not only be unreceptive to your own needs but even perhaps resentful/dismissive/belittling of them is even more painful to think of. I guess we’ll find out when TTPD comes out if that was the case, too.)
At a certain point, that lack of acknowledgement will force your hand to be able to reclaim yourself. And it feels like the further removed Taylor in particular is from it, the more she moves from being sad about the life she felt she gave up by leaving, to angry at the life she felt she was giving up by staying. Especially being in a relationship now where it seems like everything comes much easier, where she can be open about the person she’s with and show up for them, all the stuff that seemed as challenging as climbing Mount Everest in her past is nothing more than a molehill at best in her current life.
TL;DR: I don’t think it’s privacy that inherently spells doom for a celebrity relationship like this; it’s the mutual support and respect that does. If Taylor had felt that in the later years of her previous relationship, I think we could be seeing a different, though not necessarily unfulfilled, person right now in 2024, who’d be happy on tour but whose personal life would look a little different. But it seems like by losing that support she lost parts of herself, and we’ve seen her reclaim that in spades in the last year, and perhaps to degrees she didn’t even realize she could from before all the Bad Stuff started happening in her young adulthood.
I know this was extremely long-winded and unnecessary, especially about total strangers we only know through scraps fed through the media, but I just always bristle at this idea that issues like these boil down to “personality differences,” as though one person wants to live in a city and the other on a remote island, or some shit like that. The whole support (and gender tbh) issue is one that’s just very close to my heart because again, I have seen it play out with so many of my friends in long term relationships and marriages and I just think people in relationships (and women in particular in some circles) deserve better than to feel like they’re being, well, tolerated.
#thisisctrying and taylortruther sorry for tagging you two!#can remove if needed!#but you guys made me think a lot#this was inspired by a conversation i had with a friend the other day#where she relayed an argument she had with her partner#who basically felt slighted that he wasn’t getting acknowledgement for all the housework he does — which is. just. the dishes#and she was like ‘wow congrats you’ve done the dishes — i do every other fucking thing to keep this household afloat in ways you see#and don’t see and i never ask for praise because it’s just stuff that needs to get done because that’s how you support your family’#and it just reminded me that some partners (and a certain kind of man in particular) just… think their struggles take precedence#when their partners drown in them everyday but keep things afloat out of necessity and are never recognized or supported for it#(my friends have shitty husbands/boyfriends can you tell lol)#long post#again the way i just feel like i know the vibes of ttpd in my bones are 😵💫#i feel like i have a lot more thoughts but I’m trying to be more gracious and less parasocial so#also just want to again defend the introverts of the world by reiterating that being introverted does not mean unsupportive#being a shitty partner does though!#writing letters addressed to the fire#it’s also just like… i feel like if Taylor had had even a modicum of the support in private and even public she needed#she’d probably still be with you know who and wouldn’t have considered leaving let alone doing it#because it would have felt like enough and like it was what was needed for both of them#whereas we’re seeing a completely new side of her open up now because this is the first time she’s ever had that support from a partner#in her adult life at least#and it’s like it’s opening up things she didn’t know she needed or wanted
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first meal with is the hyprice is: red miso katsu!!!!!! and maybe since it’s a nagoya specialty lol, the moment i ate the rice, hella awesome banquet popped up in my head lol so this year’s rice is hella awesome banquet flavoured to me 😌
#this is vee speaking#yokohama walker flavoured rice it’s been nice knowing you LOL#and my first bite of the rice wasn’t as i was eating the full dish lol i ate some off of my hypmic rice paddle#and hella awesome banquet started blasting in the brain lmao so i think my batch just vibed with bat this time lol
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"you're not autistic" then why is eating the worst thing ever then why am i ordering plain shit and doubling my side order when given the option of two sides then why is lasagna so fucking gross then why does someone changing the recipe always taste like shit until i get used to it then why is everyone always joking i only eat the same three things then why does texture matter over taste then why do i have to eat everything a specific way
#my post#undiagnosed autistic#undiagnosed autism#audhd#food is so fucking stressful#anyways#just thinking#picky eater#food sensitivities#food anxiety#lasagna taste fine ish#i just hate the way it feels to eat#idk#anyways yeah#i had the most plain childish dish earlier compared to everyone else#it would be ridiculous if it wasn’t comforting
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so it turns out the reason we’ve been having problems with our drains since we moved in is because someone fixed a broken pipe with cut up buckets, which is a… fascinating choice
#telly static#It wasn’t even well done btw a bunch of clay got in which is why it keeps getting clogged so often#They literally just cut a bucket or two and stuck it there and covered it and said yeah that’ll do the job just fine#But it’s being fixed thank fuck but no kitchen sink for tonight which means no cleaning dishes#Thankfully I did those yesterday so I’m not in dire need or anything
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wtf was going on in cw spn. you’re telling me they had a gun that could kill god but they didn’t have oven mitts??
#didn’t even look for a dish towel or use his flannel or anything. just went in bare hands style. for what reason? there wasn’t even a fire.#and then he grabs the pasta pot like that’s gonna be better and gets burnt again???#spn#supernatural#sam winchester
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it pisses me off how differently my mother treated me when i was my sister’s age compared to how she treats my sister currently
#Rasp Rambles#“oh i don’t have a favorite between the two of you” are you sure? are you fucking sure? then how come the only chore she has at 13 years ol#is taking out the recycling? how come at 13 i had to wash dishes; take out trash; scoop the litter box; and do the laundry? and how come i#had to learn all that whether i wanted to or not and yet you don’t even try to enforce it on her? like i get that i’m an adult; however i#very obviously wasn’t when i was 13 so why the hell does she get a free pass to not do any of that? you claim not to play favorites but i#think you’re just fucking lying in the hopes that i’ll believe it. that i’ll grow complacent with how i’m treated compared to her.#complacent with being treated like shit until i can get the fuck out of here. *if* i ever do. however i’m stubborn so why the fuck would i#comply with something that actively hurts and upsets me near constantly. am i undeserving of your empathy; mother? why must i#do all these things without any kind of gratitude directed towards me or even any acknowledgment that i do these things? like if you#actively hate me and want me dead just fucking say it so i can do us both a favor and save myself from more pain than you’ve ever been wort#because i cannot fucking stand living like this. i’m tired of hurting and being angry all the time.#vent#i don’t know what the fuck else to tag here#ask to tag i guess
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One thing I have always loved so deeply about Qsmp fics is how often you can tell where an author is from based on how they write cultural anecdotes or the ways they may accidentally misuse language in a fic.
I love you fics with Portuguese but the author accidentally used Spanish sentence structure conventions.
I love you fics with particularly intimate knowledge of a country’s geography. I love you fanfiction that reads like a love letter to the author’s culture and childhood
#qsmp#I think very often about a fic I read a while ago#where the author wrote a line about stroganoff being Roiers favorite Brazilian dish#which is so real but I don’t know anyone who isn’t Brazilian who considered stroganoff to be a Brazilian dish#it’s different tbf#I didn’t know stroganoff wasn’t just an us thing until I was like 10 erm#but aside from that it’s those kinds of lil details that make you think things like#oh only someone from my country could have written this#is so special to me
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I offhandedly said lambast to a coworker (I think in a different instance I also used the word harangue) and wasn’t aware that she didn’t know what either of those terms mean
#obvi lambast means when you baste the baking lamb dish with the drippings from the pan#jk it’s to chew someone out#and then later you can chew on the roasting lamb#I’ve got lamb on my mind bc dinner last night was a decadent falling-off-the-bone braised lamb shank over rice#harangue (essentially) means the same thing#ily (former) coworker Shabungo but again and again I’m remind des#that I have vastly different perspective/experiences compared to my peers at workie#I started a list. Shabungo wasn’t familiar with the word ‘redacted’#and I was happy to teach her!! I just didn’t realize how much I’d have to tailor my wording to come across clearly#I had to change my phrasing ‘after that time has elapsed’ to ‘and once that period of time has passed’#bc I knew who I was speaking to would immediately ask: what’s elapsed#🫥#personal#rant in tags#work adventures
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feeling like the loneliest girl in the world
#a guy came into work tonight. he was in last night and i was attracted to him then but tenfold today#if he asked me out i’d say yes. but he wasn’t looking at me like that#and it’s not just that i’m attracted to him. his demeanor is very well. he seems mature and intelligent#he never went into our vlt room to gamble or outside to smoke. and from his conversation i know he doesn’t go to the strip club or do or#approve of drugs#i know this seems like bare minimum. but.#i was doing my cleaning the majority of the time he was there so i wasn’t talking to him as much as my coworker did#and she came over to me and told me how hot he is and how much she’s attracted to him#and i told her she should shoot her shot and the odds are he’d go for her - why wouldn’t he? of course he would.#and my want sometimes is like a seeping wound#i lick it like a never healing scar and i hold it like a newborn.#as well my brother gave me two drying racks for dishes#i was only gonna take one but he told me to take the other for my roommate. i know she doesn’t have one so i did#i put them in the kitchen and told her that if she wanted she could choose one#and when i got home from work i found them both on my staircase by my room#i know we aren’t friends but sometimes i wish we weren’t such … strangers.#lindsay.text
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sometimes i do shit that i just end up looking back at myself like 😐 for. example: i caught a fly & put it outside
#stream#a fly#🪰#<- that#like ALSKALSKLAKSLAKSAKSLAJSKAKSL#literally he got on my finger & i was holding him out the window to fly off but then he wasn’t so i put him in the windowsill planter & then#he flew off ALSKLAKSLAKSLAKSLAKLSKLSKAK#WHO CATCHES A FLY TO RELEASE OUTSIDE#ITS A FLY !!!!!#that one post that’s like ‘would it not sing in gods choir of creatures’ real#i know what my mother would do & it’s u know ring a dish towel a bit & WHACK swat it she’s a professional at MURDER but i Cannot#me vs my mother: i’d kill a man without blinking they way she’d kill a bug#ALSKALSJLAJSLAJSLAJDLAJSLAJKSKAK#literally it’s like *rustling in the bushes* *starts aiming* *bear pops out* WHEW it’s just a bear#vs if the rustling in the bushes says something they’ll be LIT UP like a CHRISTMAS TREE ALSKAKSLAKSLAKSLAJSLAJSL
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I’m always so fascinated by people’s bad roommate stories. I’m not sure I’ll ever live with someone I haven’t vetted extensively beforehand ever again
#every living situation where i’ve been assigned roommates randomly; i always seem to get one person who is an absolute angel#and 1-2 people who are honestly fucked up#i lived in halls 1 year of undergrad and everyone was kind of equally insane. honestly no one stood out as particularly bad#because everyone was just constantly screaming. i dealt with it by going home most weekends and getting noise cancelling headphones#3rd year of undergrad i lived in a suite which.. honestly was basically an apartment. had a living room/kitchenette; a toilet; a shower room#and 4 bedrooms#one of my roommates i’m still friends with to this day but honestly they were and are kind of a ridiculous person#like they were actively dealing drugs most of the year and their boyfriend was around most of the time and they would bone LOUDLY#and that’s the good roommate. so you can imagine the other two#one of the others.. honestly wasn’t a bad roommate; she was helpful and clean and civil#she was loud as hell though. she used to have attacks of insomnia and decide to rearrange her furniture at 3 in the morning#and we shared a wall. she also had an illegal pet rabbit.#our personalities just didn’t mesh well; like it became clear pretty fast that we were going to spend as little time together as possible#third roommate was loud; rude; annoying and gross. she’d be calling people at 7am just to yell down the phone to them about her problems#i was like who is picking up the phone to this bitch. she also picked up on my homosexual vibes in that way that homophobic straight girls#always seem to have; and was convinced i had a crush on her. and she bought a betta fish (allowed according to dorm rules) and then it died#because she didn’t want to take care of it properly. and she refused to do anything for herself#like she was always breaking shit and leaving it because she didn’t want to email or call maintenance. so then i’d have to do it#because it was always something we specifically shared. like a set of shelves she put a fucking 5lb shampoo bottle on. twice.#in grad school it was almost the same thing. one angel roommate who was kind of messy but otherwise fantastic#she rolled the best joints i have ever seen. and i still miss her cat cali#it was the men that were the problem. one was an international student who left after a month and bothered nobody#like to the point i didn’t notice when he moved out because he was so innocuous#the other two though….. so one of them started hooking up with my favourite roommate and immediately became SUPER annoying#the other one stole shit; left lights on all the time; left fridge and cupboard and freezer doors open; tried to guilt trip me#into giving him my weed; played mariah carey at 2am; never bought a single cleaning product or household item for the collective#unless you told him to…… he was even using my toothpaste at one point. like. sir.#oh and he was always dirtying other people’s dishes and cookware and leaving them in the sink for days. and leaving big chunks of food#in the sink. it was fucking gross#personal
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oh man today has not been a good day lmao
#I stay silly!!!#but what the fuck!!!#I wake up after having weird dreams#idk what drawfee and chappell roan and a party have to do with anything#but okay???#I had trouble getting to sleep too#and ugh#anyway!! I wake up and immediately my neck and shoulders hurt way more than they usually do#for some reason I decide laying my head in a weird way is an okay thing to do in response to that#except it totally isn’t because when I tried to get up it made it worse#like I literally couldn’t move#I was very close to tears about it#very close#and then once that settles I have to do dishes#which is just… it’s fine but it’s not a task I like doing especially when I’m already feeling like shit#and then my plan/timeline gets thrown off bc my mom decides to clean the drains#and so then dyeing yarn gets delayed#(the black yarn I need for this commission wasn’t black enough)#but only by like half an hour so fine whatever#I dye the yarn and that went kinda fucky#like it worked but it was finicky and i got shit tangled at one point#but again! I got it sorted and it all turned out okay!!#but that took a couple hours to untangle shit and rewind it only to unwind it again and then blow dry it#aka way fucking longer than I wanted#and then I finally finish crocheting one out of two of the things#and I hate it. tried something new and it didn’t work and so I had to frog it#and ideally I’d have this done by Wednesday but idk man#I didn’t dye enough yarn either so I’m gonna have to do that tomorrow#and I also don’t have enough t-shirt scraps to use as stuffing#ALL THE WHILE MY STUPID NECK AND SHOULDERS STILL HURT!!!!
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My mom is planning to go live somewhere else. Probably somewhere far from here, maybe not even in Italy. I am happy for her, don’t get me wrong, but she’s been smothering me all my life and I’m afraid that without her pressure I might just fucking decompress and die like a blobfish taken out of its depth.
Like she stresses me out. A lot. She’s been over my shoulder telling me what to do and how to do it for almost 30 years. I don’t know how to pay taxes. I don’t know how to pay bills or if I should make a bank account or something because those were things she always took care of. What am I going to do? I can’t even support myself *and* study at the same time without fucking dying.
#I’m so scared chat#she’s always been that type of mother who wouldn’t let you help because she ‘didn’t want you to waste your time doing dishes’#or stuff like that#I learned how to do my laundry at 24#and of course it’s not like how SHE does it so of course she doesn’t like it#on one hand I get her. she doesn’t want me to suffer and she has the benefit of 40 years more of experience#I just wish she wasn’t so hellbent on babyproofing the whole world for me#I know she doesn’t want me to make stupid mistakes but how can I grow if I don’t make them#I can’t just absorb her experience through osmosis how do I make her understand
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So I share a legal birth name with a very famous actress and got confused when I was in the kitchen at work and the chef called me her last name. I gave the old “Oh no, at least its better than [famous fictional character].” And the chef seemed confused saying it was a compliment since she’s “one of the most beautiful women ever in the world!” and “if someone told that to me, I’d be flattered!” To which my only response was “Oh. OH.” One of the other chefs was quicker to pick that up lol So, having embarrassed the head chef, a little while on im trying to load up trays of clean dishes to bring out when he goes “Well we dont know you well enough yet to know if you’re an honourable… woman… an honourable person or not.”
On top of someone calling me a “Thingamabob” when I got to work, I do want to know what on earth is going on that —where while yes, I’m pre-everything — makes cis folks do a double take and end up safely with a gender neutral phrase or just going straight to “Thingamabob.”
#im misgendered regularly OBVIOUSLY#and the chef in question wasn’t like. malicious or anything ya know?#theyre all very nice folks but. but perhaps a bit uh.#idk i cant think of the right word#cant say ‘of their time’ this guys in his 30s lol#and i dont mind Thingamabob#the guy couldnt remember my name lol#but yeah idk what it is that makes cis folk have to give it a think first#(or not a think just find a better word to describe me besides ‘woman’)#side note I am an entirely dishonourable Person#cant be trusted especially not with the clean dishes
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