Stress, for me, is not a good thing. I'm having trouble with my ESA claim. So I'm appealing. Because of that I won't be posting about it until it has finished.
But the demands on claimers of both ESA and JSA is now ridiculous. I've been told those on JSA have to record what they do..not 3 things a fortnight but what they do EVERY day. I'm glad I don't have to do that just yet. there is no way I could handle that amount of pressure. I could understand if we had more jobs than people but that's not the case. Last I looked for every post advertised there is 8 people. It's crazy. The government is doing every little to encourage businesses to grow and to produce the jobs that we so need.
Equally starting a business is confusing and costly. To do that you need savings at least. For a young person who has been unemployed for a long time and no family savings to access. Such is nearly impossible. With that in mind I have been looking at what I would need to start a business. If I could get the money I could go on a course to become a personal trainer and do that. It's alot of money..that I don't have.
So because I feel I need to do something I'm thinking of setting up a hobby business. By that I mean something to practise managing a business and that will earn me some pocket money. I'm not so daft to think that for low investment I'll be rich in no time. No a business takes a long time and commitment to build up. This will be more of a project than anything else. The only problem is I haven't figured out what..yet.
Thursday, 20 June 2013
Thursday, 6 June 2013
Early Bird
Good morning! :D
For the past week I've been waking up early between 6am and 7am then jumping out of bed full of energy. Perhaps it is the weather? In the winter I tend to be lethargic and frustrated...sometimes that frustration can spill over into anger and potential fights within my family. But in spring and summer I'm more relaxed in myself, happy and energetic. I wonder if it's the opposite of my mother or if she's just permanently grumpy.
She moans about everything, constantly judges others, belittles people...for example the oven can be wiped down and most people would consider that clean but for mother to be satisfied it needs to be polished. Another example is how she complains that she's fat and hasn't got time to exercise...but she'll spend three hours or so watching TV. Don't suggest eating whole food (real food, unprocessed food...), cause her diet plan says they're too many sins, due to the fat content. But highly processed food, with sugars replaced with sweeteners and other chemicals, her diet plan says she can eat till the cows come home.
I posted this on my facebook the other day:
Getting tired of mother moaning day in day out. Usually about petty things...how the oven hasn't been polished spotless or the pile of dishes that couldn't fit in the dishwasher the night before...or how lazy I am or what little I do to contribute to the house...or that I don't have to take the dog for a long walk...or how fat she is or what high processed crap she can have but not whole foods or how little time she has to workout while watching her programs for three hours...or comparing people to her imagined ideal of perfection...or complaining about people on benefits and how they can afford a big tv....but I'm the one with the problem not her.
I live with that, frankly, shit. You can understand why I do take the dog for long walks. As for my contribution to the house: I do my own washing, I do my own ironing, I empty the dishwasher (not fill cause apparently me and my father don't do it right) and I pay rent. If you define contribution as money then my father is the main earner and I'm the secondary while my mother brings in nothing. If I was working she wouldn't expect me to do chores...I'd still do my own washing cause if I relied on her I wouldn't have any clean clothes to wear. She also complains about how much I spend which is ironic.
Her wardrobe and chest of draws is full of clothes and at least a dozen shoes...there's also the airing cupboard full of her clothes too. I have 4 pairs of shoes, 4 hoodies, 10 vest tshirts, 2 jeans, 1 black suit and 3 shirts. underwear too, of course. Most need replacing...although some of it can be used in the garden instead or I may make something out of em. None of them are fit for donating to charity shops because they are so worn out...holes, very faded, zips worn out, shrinked perhaps a size..maybe two..label washed out. They really are rags.
I've always been like that. Find something comfy and wear it till there's no life left in it. Maybe if I had a younger sibling I would of passed them down. However I do have three dogs..so maybe I'll make something for them. When I decorate my room I've already promised them my quilt. But I have been getting new clothes. In part it feels weird but nice. I haven't bought this many clothes in about three years. So maybe I can spoil myself abit, no? It's all basic but functional clothes. So far 3 hoodies (Slazenger), 3 tshirts (Fruit of the Loom) and 2 jeans (Matalan). All mens instead of womens. They're comfy, fit me well and that's what matters to me.
For the past week I've been waking up early between 6am and 7am then jumping out of bed full of energy. Perhaps it is the weather? In the winter I tend to be lethargic and frustrated...sometimes that frustration can spill over into anger and potential fights within my family. But in spring and summer I'm more relaxed in myself, happy and energetic. I wonder if it's the opposite of my mother or if she's just permanently grumpy.
She moans about everything, constantly judges others, belittles people...for example the oven can be wiped down and most people would consider that clean but for mother to be satisfied it needs to be polished. Another example is how she complains that she's fat and hasn't got time to exercise...but she'll spend three hours or so watching TV. Don't suggest eating whole food (real food, unprocessed food...), cause her diet plan says they're too many sins, due to the fat content. But highly processed food, with sugars replaced with sweeteners and other chemicals, her diet plan says she can eat till the cows come home.
I posted this on my facebook the other day:
Getting tired of mother moaning day in day out. Usually about petty things...how the oven hasn't been polished spotless or the pile of dishes that couldn't fit in the dishwasher the night before...or how lazy I am or what little I do to contribute to the house...or that I don't have to take the dog for a long walk...or how fat she is or what high processed crap she can have but not whole foods or how little time she has to workout while watching her programs for three hours...or comparing people to her imagined ideal of perfection...or complaining about people on benefits and how they can afford a big tv....but I'm the one with the problem not her.
I live with that, frankly, shit. You can understand why I do take the dog for long walks. As for my contribution to the house: I do my own washing, I do my own ironing, I empty the dishwasher (not fill cause apparently me and my father don't do it right) and I pay rent. If you define contribution as money then my father is the main earner and I'm the secondary while my mother brings in nothing. If I was working she wouldn't expect me to do chores...I'd still do my own washing cause if I relied on her I wouldn't have any clean clothes to wear. She also complains about how much I spend which is ironic.
Her wardrobe and chest of draws is full of clothes and at least a dozen shoes...there's also the airing cupboard full of her clothes too. I have 4 pairs of shoes, 4 hoodies, 10 vest tshirts, 2 jeans, 1 black suit and 3 shirts. underwear too, of course. Most need replacing...although some of it can be used in the garden instead or I may make something out of em. None of them are fit for donating to charity shops because they are so worn out...holes, very faded, zips worn out, shrinked perhaps a size..maybe two..label washed out. They really are rags.
I've always been like that. Find something comfy and wear it till there's no life left in it. Maybe if I had a younger sibling I would of passed them down. However I do have three dogs..so maybe I'll make something for them. When I decorate my room I've already promised them my quilt. But I have been getting new clothes. In part it feels weird but nice. I haven't bought this many clothes in about three years. So maybe I can spoil myself abit, no? It's all basic but functional clothes. So far 3 hoodies (Slazenger), 3 tshirts (Fruit of the Loom) and 2 jeans (Matalan). All mens instead of womens. They're comfy, fit me well and that's what matters to me.
No quote today but a question: What do you do with your old clothes and why?
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