Brandless

Brandless is an online store. Stating you can buy brandless things for cheaper.

I placed and order. And waited. It finally arrived. Ignore my stove, spaghetti got sloppy

This is what you see when you open the box.

So the paper on top is just there. Everything is throw in. I will say the cookies got broke.

I ordered dish soap and well… it leaked.

The cookie were good. I will say worth $3

I am allergic to weird things. But hey I can eat this.

I got these 2 items. We’ve needed an ice cream scoop for a while now.

Hmmm I will say these smell nice. But 35 for $3. I’ll let you decide.

We got a few more things. It was up in the air if they are worth it.

The coffee pods were not worth it. $3 for 6 pods when I can get more pods for $5. But the coffee is better in other pods.

I won’t be buying Brandless again. To me it wasn’t worth it. I can PrimeNow with Amazon and get some stuff cheaper. And it’s a fast shipment. This took over almost 2 weeks to arrive.

They need to pack the bag better.

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Pretty as a Peach

Bath and Body works. If you’re familiar with it, you have a favorite scent.

Right now mine is Pretty as a Peach.

What is yours?

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Life being Life

I had several blog posts that were scheduled. But some how they never went out.

Life being Life.

Sometimes life happens. So those blog posts will come up soon.

My PTSD medicine was changed a few months ago. I was wanting to try a different medicine to see if it could better control my tremors. Sadly that wasn’t the case.

I have agoraphobia. Agoraphobia can affect people in different ways. My agoraphobia began shortly after I was diagnosed with PTSD. With my PTSD I wanted a safe place. And so my agoraphobia began. I wasn’t diagnosed with agoraphobia for several months. Because some of the symptoms match PTSD.

I also have OCD, obsessive compulsive disorder. I was CLINICALLY diagnosed with it early in life. I’m not talking about I just have to have things in a certain order. Where people claim to have OCD because they like things a certain way. No that isn’t OCD.

I grew up with OCD. I am lucky and can manage it without medicine. It took a lot of years to learn to live with it, and not fight against it. But I will say my PTSD medicine does help with my OCD. Which is strange because I miss my OCD.

I still do things that are connected with my OCD. I’ve recently noticed that I won’t do something that is classified as a compulsion. I have rituals and habits that are compulsions. Not all rituals and habits are compulsions. This is something I can’t just say, okay one day I won’t do it. It’s just something that I’ve allowed not to ruin my life. As I stated before I’ve learned to live with it.

I was recently diagnosed with TMJ/TMD. I am getting injections in my jaw and acupuncture. These things help with the pain. A few points of acupuncture help with my arthritis. So I can eat. I’ve lost 15lbs. The pain to open my jaw is so great that I don’t eat.

Life is life.

You gotta learn to live with what you were given.

First World Problems or No Patience

Gonna be honest. I forget to check my mailbox.

Sometimes I just plain forget. Sometimes it’s just due to my PTSD. And sometimes I’ve gone days in a row and no mail, so I let it pass.

I went to check our mail Saturday and it wouldn’t open. Tried for 15 minutes. Nada.

Sunday comes. Apartment people walk over to see what happened. Apartment person says they put a box that is too big in and it won’t open. I was told it happens a lot. That I can a) wait for post office delivery person to open it or b) maintenance will open it.

So now I’m one of those stalkers. Sitting by the window that faces the mailbox. Blinds are barely open. Just staring. Just waiting.

I know some where around 10am they come. So I wait.

Is not being able to get your mail because your box won’t open due to a package a first world problem OR just being impatient?

The return of the wallet

I’m kinda picky about wallets. So when I went to a Fossil outlet and found this mint green wallet I fell in love. I had it for a long time.

Then while my husband was stationed in Nevada a friend from his command took me to Reno. I was having a hard time in the area due to my PTSD. To be blunt I only remember pieces of the trip. The friend kept giving me drinks. Even my warning of I’m a light weight didn’t set in.

We went and watched a movie. Hello margarita. Went and had some oysters. And then dinner. Umm some pieces are missing cause I still don’t know how I got the Frozen ball.

But sadly on the way home. I puked. Into this Map Tote bag. And ruined my wallet.

I searched high and low for it. I didn’t even care if it was in a different color. It just seemed Fossil abandoned it’s pattern of this wallet.

Introduced to Poshmark by It’s Just Kelli I decided to search there.

And bam. Found the wallet. I was so happy.

I actually like Poshmark. I like to barter for things and Poshmark is the perfect place to do that. I got into bartering visiting foreign countries. I learned about it in South Korea. As I went to buy something. My mom stopped me because the clerk wanted to barter. I didn’t speak Korean so my mother barter for me. And bam I was hooked.

You find something for $10. Barter and you can get it for $8 or lower.

I did it on several trips to Mexico. I wish the USA had more bartering.

I showed the wallet to my husband and he pulled back. Last he knew I had thrown up on said wallet and you can’t get that out of leather I tried. But I told him how I got the wallet.

I picked up a few more things but I’ll write about that later.

But hello wallet I love you’re return.

5 Hours

My flight out of Chicago was delayed. I guess that should have been my first clue that traveling that day wouldn’t be good.

This time I flew Frontier. Now if you don’t know Frontier and Spirit are both bare airlines. So the flights are cheaper. My first time flying either.

So because the flight out of Chicago was delayed. My connecting flight was delayed. Because I didn’t need to switch planes. Flew into Colorado Springs.

Now we were told by the pilot that if we were going on to San Diego we couldn’t get off the plane.

As the plane was nearly full the pilot came over and said something about a lightening strike. So we’d be delayed. Okay no big deal.

Then it came back they found a dent. And until someone could come look at the dent we couldn’t leave. The pilot said we could get off the plane but to take everything we brought on the plane with us.

To me that meant that they could leave without you. So I wasn’t taking a chance. I didn’t want to be stuck in Colorado Springs.

2 hours go by.

3 hours go by.

Oh someone needs to come measure the dent. Then it has to be determined if the plane is air worthy something you don’t want to hear.

4 hours go by.

Oh the dent was measured. And we are good to go. But they have to go get it signed off. Jump through a few more hoops. Before we could leave.

5th hour…

I can honestly say feeling the airplane pull back from the gate never felt so good. Were told it was a 2.5 hour flight. Decided to nap a bit the old school way (pull down the tray, fold arms over, lay head on arms, close eyes). Oh I forgot my flight pillow and refuse to buy another one. Hey one is enough.

Pull in and by the time I’m off the plane it’s 8:30pm. I decided to not have my husband come get me because my daughter was flying in at 11pm.

So I went to the USO. Grabbed a sandwich and drink. Then plopped down on a couch for a few hours. Thanks USO you’re amazing!

Dragged myself to where my daughter’s baggage claim was. Waited and finally was able to go home.

Side note I doubt I’ll fly for a while.