The matrix is breaking down, people are saying. Yeah, I get that. But I don’t want to be forced to deal with it – especially from other people. Today was NUTS.
Because of this mask wearing mandate b.s., I decided to give delivery a try (after pick up turned into a fiasco). I placed my order with a local store. I had assumed they did the delivery as their site said nothing to the contrary. Turns out, insta-cart workers do the shopping and delivery. Ok, I thought. No big deal.
HA!
I get a text this morning at 11:30am saying the shopper’s name and they are beginning to shop. Over the next 30 minutes I receive several texts saying “this item isn’t available would you like a substitute?” Then all goes quiet. I was beginning to wonder where my food was about 40 minutes later when I receive a text: We’re sorry. Your delivery is being delayed by 1 hour. Well naturally I wonder – where is my food going to sit? I had perishable items, so I rang the store’s customer service line and was told there was nothing they could do about it and to phone insta-cart, which I did. The woman on the phone was very patient and kept calling me “Miss Victoria”. She told me on her end she was seeing I had a new shopper and the shopping was starting all over again.
What?
So naturally (duh) I ask “Uh, what happened to the previous shopper? And what about all of the food they shopped for?”
“Well I don’t know,” I was told.
“So can you look into that? Can you call them? What if they just left the store with my food?” I asked.
“I don’t know,” is what I was told. Again.
So as I am talking to this woman, I receive another text – from the new shopper. In the background my mate is saying to cancel the order and request the shopper be fired. Quite loudly (as I was ignoring him – ha!).
The new shopper breezed through the store – was able to find some of the items I had been told by the previous shopper weren’t available. 45 minutes later, I had my food. No receipt (I was told they don’t provide them – not allowed to. ???) While this went on, I called the store and told them what happened. The clerk said “yeah the food could just be sitting in a cart somewhere” as though this happens all the time. “That’s a waste,” I said. “Maybe you should go take a look and see if that’s what happened.” “Nah, I don’t think so. He probably just put it back on the shelf.”
To that I said “but once food is touched in your store it is not to be placed back on the shelf and you can’t return food either because of the covid” I said making my voice sound like a ghost when I said “covid”. Yeah, the clerk continued to be of no help. Just another zombie.
I hung up.
Not doing that again. Scratch off another store in which to shop.
I forgot to say that I had also scheduled a chicken delivery from a local farm. I had filled out the order form online and received an e-mail 3 days ago saying she would drop it off early this morning. I said I wasn’t sure that would work and asked what time and if I could pay ahead of time and just leave a cooler outside. We do that with our ground beef – no problem. Two days go by I haven’t heard from her so I wrote her again yesterday as there was still no response by the end of the day yesterday.
So early this morning (for me) there’s a knock on the door. It’s her asking if I got her phone message from 7am this morning. lolol Really? So I said no – did you get my 2 emails? Yes, she received them. That’s why she called this morning. Wow. So then I ask “ok do you want my debit card?” and she looks flustered and says “oh yes” – goes to her car and says she didn’t bring her card reader.
Of course. I’m half awake and I’m more “with it” than she is.
So we got it worked out although she gave me several pounds all frozen in one chunk. Found that out after I went inside. Another “really?”
So then tonight around 9pm I decided to take a drive with my girl to talk about a couple of things. As we return home, I notice my neighbor is outside by her car. I was still talking with my girl and wasn’t in the mood to engage in conversation so the two of us sit in the car and continue to talk, waiting for her to go inside. Well my neighbor stays by her car for a couple of minutes then begins walking down the sidewalk towards my car, calling my name.
No. Just no.
She walks over to the passenger side front seat (the windows are up), peers in and begins calling my name again. I tell her “Not now! I am having a talk with my girl.”
My girl is going over what we had talked about – or is trying to – when neighbor then starts knocking on the passenger door. That was enough.
So I roll down the window and snap at her: “I told you I am having a talk with my girl. This is private. Where are your boundaries? Why would you just knock on my door and window like that repeatedly when it is clear I am occupied and not responding to you?”
She says “I just want you to open up my pop for me.”
“Your what?!” I ask thinking she has got to be kidding me.
“My pop can you just open my pop?”
So I said “Oh for the love of god FINE!” – grab the pop from her hand and as I begin to open it she says “careful”. Well too late – the damn thing sprays all over the place.
I hand it back to her – not even fully opened – and say quietly and slowly “Just go, ok? Just go.” So she’s apologizing and saying thank you at the same time and I said “this is just on mark for how today went” got out and went inside and get a hot wet towel to clean up the mess.
I could say I am DONE with all of this crap here – but what would be the point? I’m still here being forced to deal with the world now and then. After today, and after the grief I got in my own home how I “created” this mess and “I told you so’s” I am done with ridiculous drama from sleeping idiots and narcissists here there and everywhere who won’t own personal behavior.
So….how was your day today? lol I did have some beautiful moments that, now that I’ve vented out the above, I will hold in my heart. The drive and conversation with my girl was healing and a friend visited this afternoon and brought along his new puppy – a black little cutie part poodle part border collie. OMG puppy love! And this little guy loves women. It took him a bit to warm up to me but once he did, he crawled into my lap and let me snuggle him just like a baby. Loooooooove! Oh how I have missed having a dog. It’s been 10 years. We aren’t allowed to have one here. Just another b.s. matrix agenda. College students that trash a house – that’s ok. A dog? Noooooooo.
So as I am giving love and receiving love from this little sweetie, I remembered a dream I had a few nights ago – where at the time I was on the outside looking in at myself – and I was sitting cross legged on a floor, hair in a ponytail – just as I was today – holding a small black dog like a baby. In the dream though I was younger. Anyway….so in the messy ugh of this realm, I am grateful I had those heart-based moments. I am quite in need of those now – the more I open up my heart again the more I feel the ache and longing.
I see the schumann is now totally black where we had that repeating pattern. Speculation abounds. I ain’t diving into that one until whoever is in the know tells me.
Rose says she sees 2 hearts here. Not sure about that but hey – here you go. It’s a nice thought (and since seeing this I keep hearing “two hearts…beat as one…” U2):
I don't know if you can see it @TWC_Spin But there are two hearts as the 'holes'. A large one, and on its side, a smaller one. Showed up best on the blue images. pic.twitter.com/8PHqbs2i4p
— Oldsoul (@YellowRoseTx51) September 4, 2020
Now this one I see – as the person sharing says – a person’s face with a hand by their face. Can’t get clearer than that:
I also see a boy's head lying sideways💗 pic.twitter.com/ptG2oBXGkl
— Hanna Helms (@HannaHelms3) September 4, 2020
Ok….time for meet and greet, don’t you think?
Love,
Victoria
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