Tuesday, October 20, 2020
After 157 days self quarantined, I'm working in mortgage again... I got a job.
Friday, September 25, 2020
Veterans Need to be on High Alert when Seeking VA Mortgage Loans
Many finance companies do a good job of providing accurate advertising that generates leads and can be developed into new business. However, the results below, even though well-intentioned, did not meet the criteria set forth by the CFPB.
This post consists of public information available on the websites of CFPB and BBB.
Wednesday, September 9, 2020
09/08/2020-I bought guitar stands/had a dream/nightmare.
I bought two guitar stands:
Yesterday was a day I cruised the Facebook Marketplace at work and while doing so, found two guitar stands like the ones I was looking for online to buy. $10 each was hard to beat. And the communication exchange with the seller was not perfect, but we got the deal done and then he gave me the address for the pick-up after (I get off of work) at 5PM.
I wanted to know exactly where I was going for this trip after work, so I break out the google maps and see that the address is a brewery/bar. And I'm confused because I thought all of the bars were closed and my mind starts worrying about the worst things that can happen and wondering why this guy would ask me to meet him at a bar.
As I'm walking to my car in the parking structure, for my personal safety in case this transaction goes down badly, I tell myself, self, I should text the address I'm going to for the pick-up to my son so he at least knows where I'm going if I don't make it home. He would have that address to give to the police.
Anyway, the pick-up location is not that far away from work, so I'm able to take surface streets there. I get to the address and the parking is terrible on the street, so I opt to park in a private lot and dare the tow truck to come hook-up my rig and ferry it away. I'm trying to be a careful person and be concerned for my personal safety, so I only take my keys and the cash to pay for the purchase trying to avoid a purse snatching. I find the address and no one is waiting. He said he would be at home all day when I texted him, but low and behold, he's not home.
I walk down this dead end street noticing that there seems to be cameras on every building (which is kind of creepy to me and whether they work or not, I don't know.) to find that there's an automatic gate at the back of a large apartment complex and so now I get what he was saying about controlled access to the complex was making sense. I text the Facebook Marketplace seller to find out that he's now at a buddy's house restringing a guitar and he has to text his girlfriend to get me the gear and meet me at the gate.
OK, so now I feel I can just wait without all most of the horrible fear scenarios that are swirling in my head by this time, but it still doesn't change the fact that I'm a woman standing by my self at the end of a dead end street waiting for god knows what to happen, but all I want is the guitar stands.
The exchange is made, no problem, and then I shuffle my ass to my car parked in that private lot with all the cameras as quickly as possible. I see a guy on his cellphone at the driveway entrance and if this is supposed to be security calling for the tow truck, buddy, you're out of luck. I'm on my way home with two guitar stands after a somewhat nerve-wracking experience.
I also had a dream/nightmare:
So the address that I was provided for the pick-up being at a brewery/bar was the trigger point for my head to spin numerous scenarios into overdrive. Then the dream/nightmare happened that night...
Would he meet me at the front of the bar;
or in the bar;
would he buy me a drink and would the drink be laced with roofies;
if I take my purse with me would it be stolen;
when I wake up where would I be;
I don't remember how I get here;
where is here;
I can't seem to talk in clear sentences;
I'm in a room that is covered floor to ceiling in drapery fabric;
I think I put my purse down to hide it, but I don't remember. Maybe a guy slid it off of my shoulder?People keep coming in and checking on me, but I'm so drugged up, it's not a good scene. My head is not clear. Where am I and how did I get here? And how do I get away? Where is my purse? In the background I hear a party going on and music. A lady opens the door, steps one foot in the room smiles and holds out a drink for me. I drink it, the whole thing, quickly because I'm so thirsty from being in this room with all of the drapes, she shuts the door hard, and I have fallen to the floor drugged again and I black out.
This is my mind playing tricks on me, not reality and I have never in my life allowed myself to be so out of control and drunk/drugged like in the dream.
And then I wake up from the dream having slept poorly because my house is so hot being its the end of summer.
Thursday, August 13, 2020
Fooling Yourself
This is a song that I have loved since it came out in 1977, but there was always one line that eluded me. I guess I could have looked it up on the internet years ago, but by listening to the live versions of Tommy Shaw singing his tune, I finally figured it out. And now I don't have to sing, "You can hide little lamb, put your care in your yam."
(Relax... easy.)
You see the world through your cynical eyes
You're a troubled young man, I can tell
You've got it all in the palm of our hand
But your hands wet with sweat and your head needs a rest
And you're fooling yourself if you don't believe it
You're kidding yourself if you don't believe it.
Why must you be such an angry young man
When your future looks quite bright to me
And how can there be such a sinister plan
That could hide such a man, such a caring young man <-- the elusive line.
[Chorus]
And you're fooling yourself if you don't believe it
You're killing yourself if you don't believe it
Get up! (Get up!) Get back on your feet.
You're the one they can beat and you know it.
Come on! (Come on!) Let's see what you've got.
Just take your best shot and don't blow it.
Day 81: Today I discovered Deadland Ritual
Summer 2020 or How I Spent My Quarantined Staycation
Friday, July 24, 2020
What's the deal with XML?
Tuesday, July 21, 2020
Breakfast: Banana and Almond Milk Smoothie
- Potassium: 9% of the RDI
- Vitamin B6: 33% of the RDI
- Vitamin C: 11% of the RDI
- Magnesium: 8% of the RDI
- Copper: 10% of the RDI
- Manganese: 14% of the RDI
- Net carbs: 24 grams
- Fiber: 3.1 grams
- Protein: 1.3 grams
- Fat: 0.4 grams
Each banana has only about 105 calories and consists almost exclusively of water and carbs. Bananas hold very little protein and almost no fat.
So if I make my breakfast shake with two bananas, that's 210 calories x2 of the above nutrients:*Potassium: 18%
*Vitamin B6: 66%
*Vitamin C: 22%
*Magnesium: 16%
*Copper: 20%
*Manganese: 28%
*Net Carbs: 48 grams
*Fiber: 6.2 grams
*Protein: 2.6 grams
*Fat: .8 grams
*Vitamin B6: 66%
*Vitamin C: 22%
*Magnesium: 16%
*Copper: 20%
*Manganese: 28%
Monday, June 8, 2020
Day 64 - In a glam pop mood
Who will be my Tony Visconti?
Who can play as good as Mick Ronson?
Glam up the stage like Bowie or Bolan?
I don't know now but someday, I hope they come again.
Wednesday, May 6, 2020
Day 48 on "Stay At Home " order and yet on the job hunt
...me and 20+ million others in the U.S.
https://www.forbes.com/sites/jackkelly/2020/04/16/the-us-now-has-22-million-people-out-of-work-as-52-million-more-americans-filed-for-unemployment-last-week/#22fa365b1d53
I liked some of the questions that they posed, but are they ethical? I mean, how I spend my time outside of working hours is really none of the employers business. It's the behaviors that I exhibit during work hours that they are paying for.
https://www.linkedin.com/feed/news/tell-me-about-your-pandemic-self-5187618/
I'm a supervisor. How do I hone my skills without having a team to interact with? I guess I can hit the management books again and read more.
https://www.linkedin.com/pulse/so-you-just-got-laid-off-due-covid-19-10-steps-starting-beth-winters/?trackingId=OPCQ3Vm%2BGB1KiQSYG1FOnA%3D%3D
