another day late and one year older
sometimes I feel like the older I get, the more bitter I get. I always said I wouldn't be the parent who told my kids their music sucks and their fashion is ridiculous, but how can I be this way with my kids, when I can't even be that way with the younger generations right now. Sometimes I don't even want to listen to music anymore because I hate so much of it. I can't stand all the fashion bullshit and shitty, terrible music.
I feel like a hypocrite...
Also, here I am, where I always am... feeling like I'm wasting my life with dead ends. I work A LOT. and it FEELS like work. I feel like I never have time for anything. I miss out on shit constantly. I don't get to see my friends, I don't get to do things I want to do... It sucks. It seems like every time there's something I want to do, or every time my friends ask me, "hey what are you doing at such and such time on such and such day?" The answer is always "I have to work."
Most of the time when I'm making cakes, I'm so rushed that it's hard to enjoy it. I got up at 7am this morning to work on a cake Kalani begged me to make for him to give to his girlfriend. I told him I'd get it done for him by tomorrow. So I drag my ass out of bed at 7 fucking am (a time I have not seen in a LONG while...) and worked on this fucking cake until 11:20, had to be at work at 11:30... shockingly, I made it.
So, I get to work, text him saying the cake is almost done... you're fucking welcome etc...
Then he calls me... he says oh gosh... now I don't need until the 30th... blah blah blah.
Are you kidding me? I got up at 7AM to do this! And it's basically done, it just needs some final touches. It's a fucking carved cake with fondant, sugar beads and icing accents. It took me hours to make and his excuse is that he didn't really think I'd come through? I confirmed with him that he still wanted it when we were at work on Saturday. *sigh* I basically told him too bad for him, but he needed to buy it from me and it would probably keep til the weekend, but not the 30th.
Basically, he and his girlfriend are moving into an apartment together and he wants to surprise her with the cake the day they move in. They were supposed to move tomorrow, but it's been pushed back. NOT MY PROBLEM. He should have told me. *sigh* Whatever.
I'll post the cake later, it's not done and to tell the truth I'm not 100% happy with it but hopefully, I can work out the kinks.
Brian and I are going to had up to the roof to grill some burgers and stare out into the sun setting over Dayton <3
I feel like a hypocrite...
Also, here I am, where I always am... feeling like I'm wasting my life with dead ends. I work A LOT. and it FEELS like work. I feel like I never have time for anything. I miss out on shit constantly. I don't get to see my friends, I don't get to do things I want to do... It sucks. It seems like every time there's something I want to do, or every time my friends ask me, "hey what are you doing at such and such time on such and such day?" The answer is always "I have to work."
Most of the time when I'm making cakes, I'm so rushed that it's hard to enjoy it. I got up at 7am this morning to work on a cake Kalani begged me to make for him to give to his girlfriend. I told him I'd get it done for him by tomorrow. So I drag my ass out of bed at 7 fucking am (a time I have not seen in a LONG while...) and worked on this fucking cake until 11:20, had to be at work at 11:30... shockingly, I made it.
So, I get to work, text him saying the cake is almost done... you're fucking welcome etc...
Then he calls me... he says oh gosh... now I don't need until the 30th... blah blah blah.
Are you kidding me? I got up at 7AM to do this! And it's basically done, it just needs some final touches. It's a fucking carved cake with fondant, sugar beads and icing accents. It took me hours to make and his excuse is that he didn't really think I'd come through? I confirmed with him that he still wanted it when we were at work on Saturday. *sigh* I basically told him too bad for him, but he needed to buy it from me and it would probably keep til the weekend, but not the 30th.
Basically, he and his girlfriend are moving into an apartment together and he wants to surprise her with the cake the day they move in. They were supposed to move tomorrow, but it's been pushed back. NOT MY PROBLEM. He should have told me. *sigh* Whatever.
I'll post the cake later, it's not done and to tell the truth I'm not 100% happy with it but hopefully, I can work out the kinks.
Brian and I are going to had up to the roof to grill some burgers and stare out into the sun setting over Dayton <3