From time to time, people comment on my frequent negativity. It gets a little frustrating when I seem to encounter so many things that hold me back for no good reason I can see, and sometimes I forget to focus on the good things instead. This especially slapped me across the face when at work, Paul mentioned it after I'd commented on the flatbed that we were lugging furniture on. I'd been complaining, as I'd quickly determined which of the tools available to me seemed to work best, once I started regularly participating in the furniture pulls at work. The flatbeds are loud, hard to direct, and one of them has a damaged wheel, which leaves it off balance if one doesn't distribute its load just right. One of the dollies got tweaked, and so its right wheel drags on whatever you load on it. Thus I favor the other two dollies that aren't tweaked, and use the pallet jacks instead of the flatbeds when grabbing more than a piece or two of furniture.

At any rate, I didn't intend to go off on that rant here, but that pretty much shows what provoked Paul's comment. Instead of explaining why I better liked the other options for hauling a collection of furniture for customer purchase, I'd just said "Have I mentioned how much I hate these flatbeds?" So it occurred to me that it might do me, and others, some good to list off things I liked and loved, in an attempt to not only remind myself that there are things that don't make me feel obligated to bitch people's ears off, and to let people know I am really not the 100% crazy ball of negativity that I sometimes come across as.

In no particular order, other than how they come to mind as I type, is a list of things I like and love. I'll use an unordered list, and provide explanation where I find it might be needed. If anything is vague, or you're curious about it, please comment and ask me about it. :)

I may come back and add to this list at a later date, but I figure it's a pretty good start for now.

Is there some sort of idiot wanna-be thug message in leaving various food stuffs on a doorstep without containment? A year or three ago, there was a pile of coffee beans sitting right in front of the door at my dad's house. We're still not sure who did it, or why. However, I was reminded of that incident when my mom's boyfriend told me there was something weird in front of my door this morning, and sent me out the upstairs door to look.

There were a bunch of tater-tots spread out in front of my door and across my doormat. They weren't baked or fried yet, they just looked like they were thawing out from having been the sort frozen in a bag for easy preparation. I'm just absolutely perplexed as to who would put them there, what sort of message they wanted to get across, and why anyone would waste tater-tots like that unless they were the crappy store brand sort.

In other news, it looks like my Carnivorous plants are starting to sprout, I've got leaves poking through the soil. :) Hopefully they'll be to the point of eating bugs soon, I've got a whole bunch of the damn things invading my living space because the weather's gotten warmer and the mother has taken to leaving doors open, which allows the bugs inside the house (not to mention her gorram cigarette smoke *gag*).