Days 29-32

We have been here for over a month now! It really feels like we’ve been here so much longer though! There have been some growing pains, to say the least over the last month. Yet we have made it! I hope that this place keeps feeling like more and more like home, as we wait to see what will happen.
The neighbors still make noise so no surprise there. Katie said, “they sound like they are dropping bombs”. It is still pretty annoying but on that note, the smell of marijuana has decreased, fingers crossed it stays that way.

Today the 32nd day of survival in this place was the most trying but that was only because my internet provider is stupid! I went to trade in my old modem/router for a new one, due to issues with the old one, and they gave me just a modem. So I went and bought a Wi-Fi router cause I needs me some Wi-Fi! Well, conveniently it did not work. So I called them and the guy said hey you can get a panoramic modem that does both without any deposit on it. Well, when I went to the store to get it they told me I had to pay the deposit – insert eye roll- we went back and forth and now I’m 25 dollars poorer. I’m also waiting to see if they will reimburse me for it since it was their people who said I wouldn’t have to pay!

This has been the most stress full day since moving in. Aside from that Life here has been rather nice!

A lot of us have experienced what seems like paranormal activity in my room. I have taken to a high fiber diet in order to battle these entities with their own weapons! I think it’s working it has also been keeping the kids away from me so, great success!
In honor of Katie’s “dropping bombs” comment, I leave you all with this great song!

Loyal Friends

Customer Loyalty Delusion

It is a well received notion in the business industry that aggressive marketing and advertising is number one when it comes to growth and revenue. New consumers are the life blood of a business, but at the same times innovation and costumer loyalty are just as important. Showing old customers that your business can adapt to meet there needs is the best way to bringing them back.

Business 101, Advertise, advertise, advertise! Most stores and businesses want to gain new and old customers alike, going as far as spending tons of money on ads. The problem with that is that in the process of gaining new costumers and reacquiring old ones, companies loose sight of the Loyal Customer.

Loyal Customers (LC) are the ones who never waver, they are committed and understanding. LC’s are the ones who will also attract more costumers, just because they love your company.

Value-Of-Customer-Loyalty

So lets be honest. Do companies really care about their LC’s or do they only care about their new customers?

  • First, Companies focus on ads aimed at new customers.
  • Second, They spend a lot of money on those ads.
  • Third, all the “sales” they have are not for the LC’s, they are a vague gimmick used by companies to allow their LC’s to help recruit potential customers.

It’s a sick system when new customers get a great discount or a lower monthly payment and yet the LC gets nothing. Why? Because they aren’t going anywhere? If the only time companies worry about there costumers is when they want new ones or they are about to loose old ones. Is that really best practice?

Friendship Delusion

Now if we juxtapose our lives with a business model, will we find that we treat our Loyal Friends better than companies treat their LC’s? I’m not saying that we spend multiple k’s a year trying to aggressively target new friends through ads. (Although I guess you could, and I’m sure people due on craigslist, or is that prosti… Never mind back to the topic). By all means I am also not saying you shouldn’t invest time in trying to mend friendships that have gone astray either.

The difference between life and business is that one has you spending money to better it and the other has you spending Time. How much time are you willing to spend on mending a friendship or finding a new one? How much time do we actually spend making our loyal friends feel important?

New friends and old friends are important, but don’t alienate your loyal friends. Loyal friends that took you lots of time to develop, to bond with, and to become close. These are the friends that deserve a little more time and effort. We can’t treat loyal friends like a pair of shoes, we can’t just pick and choose which friend we hang out with like they are interchangeable.

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Show them how much they mean to you, spend a little more Time and Effort with them. Loyal friends are the ones that will guide you through the rest of your life, through thick and thin. So don’t treat them like some kind of friend for rent.

In Closing

What did we learn? Loyalty is worth so much more than we value it. The time we invest in it is just as valuable. Even if those Loyal Friends are a bunch of losers you randomly went with to see a movie. Now they are your Losers and they should be treated as such.

I thank you for your time My Committed Reader.

I look forward to the next time we get to do this again.

-EB

via Daily Prompt: Vague

Try

Today I’ve decided to change it up a bit. Usually I would write some motivational blog (at least I hope they are motivational) or a poem of some sort but not today. Today is different day, it’s Sunday the day that most people spend in church, or visiting family, or even spending time with friends.

I want to issue a challenge to my Committed Readers today. I say go out there and try something new. I’m not saying go hoe on a plain and jump out of it! Although if you do please put it in the comments cause that’s something I want to hear about immediately!

For everyone else who is more “down to earth” I say step outta your comfort zone just a hair. Meet someone new, try a new restaurant, play a new game, visit family you usually don’t see, write in a new genre (if your a writer), or watch a new show. It doesn’t matter how crazy or how mild the new thing is, just try!

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Maybe you wanna do something all your friends do but you haven’t. Maybe you wanna go play a game of basketball, or try some softball. Hell go for a run or a hike. Take a small road trip. It is up to you all you need to do is partake.

I would love to hear about what you tried and did today. Maybe whatever you choose to do today will help invigorate you for the start of the work week. I mean if you can try something new than there is no reason you can’t handle the mundane and repetitiveness of the rest of the week!

So go out there and try, partake, and experience. Start your week off right. I believe in you my Committed Reader!

via Daily Prompt: Partake

Day Twenty-six, twenty-seven, twenty-eight

The apartment is now becoming more of a home! New décor, more personalizing, and feeling comfy. Than there is the same old relaxing things we’ve come to love about the apartment like the rock quarry upstairs, the fragrant smell of cannabis, and the ghost!

Also, as for my lightbulb dilemma, it’s still a pain in my ass! I went to Lowe’s and could not find the lightbulbs, when I finally found lightbulbs I couldn’t find the ones I needed. Not to mention the employees at said store (Huh? What? You mean I’ve already said the name of the store? Oops!). Lowe’s employees were no help!

My sink was draining really slow! I bout a cheap snake to clean it out. Oh my Lawd! It was disgusting, that’s what the picture up top is! 😛

I introduced myself to the new neighbor and she offered me milk. Yay it threw me off too!

They did come and fix my A.C. so yay victory! More to report in a few days

Writers Block

Yesterday I experienced my first onset of writers block. Since starting this blog I have never had to deal with writers blog. I found it easy to go with my daily prompts and write something everyday.

I felt a crushing defeat yesterday when I could not think of a thing to write. I was so disappointed in myself. I thought the worst and almost had a panic attack, but I took a step back and decided at around 11:30pm that there was no reason to worry. I could crank out something quickly but I knew it wouldn’t be something I would be proud of.

I gave in and decided to give my brain a rest, It seems like exactly what I needed because I came back and here I am two post and three drafts later and it’s like I never missed a beat. Oh, and funny thing my site still gained new followers and more views and likes regardless of my absence.

So  if I learned anything yesterday is that sometimes creativity needs a day off. A moment to relax and reinvigorate it’s self. If you work seven days a week your bound to get fatigue and your work will suffer so if you wouldn’t do that at a job, why would you allow yourself to do it in your writing. You don’t want it to become a chore if it’s something you love doing.

So go play a game, go for a walk, hang with your friends, or read something interesting, you deserve it!

Till Next Time My Committed Reader

-EB

Day twenty-four and Twenty-five

The apartment has been quiet, I left the apartment on the twenty-four day and luckily when I came back my apartment was still here.

I waited all day for them to call me about my problem with my A.C. and I got nothing.

Katie and I started dieting and as much as i hate admitting it she is better at it than I am.

No one tell her, please.

The Artifact

This was an early attempt for me to write a horror story from a phrase I heard people use a lot. I even used it with my girlfriends too. The structure is bad and it needs work but I am publishing it as a way to show how far I’ve come. I hope you enjoy.

The damp smell of dirt filled Jen’s nostrils. It was a smell that Jen enjoyed while standing on the porch with her dad before a storm. A smell that Jen knew would no longer have a pleasant memory, but would come with a sharp sting. That is if Jen ever made it out alive.
   The tape around Jen’s wrist was no longer gripping to her skin but it’s hold on itself was well cemented. Jen spun the tape around her wrists trying to feel for the edge but with no luck.
   She swore at times she could hear breathing but Jen had been unable to calm herself enough to be sure. The small strips of light under her blindfold didn’t help Jen with that, nor did it help her know where she was.
   She had tried her hardest not to fight the restraints around her ankles. Jen figured if she got out an injured ankle wouldn’t be helpful. So Jen just kept trying the tape around her wrists.
   
   The lasting thing Jen remembered is being at a party. Bobby Crider, was following her around at a distance. Bobby had always seemed weird to Jen, but this was weird even for Bobby. She dismissed this and continued to party with her friends.
   Mark Nathaniel, was among the group Jen was partying with. Mark was an athlete, he had just been announced valedictorian, was the state wrestling champion and seemed to never notice Jen. Tonight however was different. Mark had been bringing Jen drinks all night, he had talked to her a couple of times and when the party was winding down he made sure to take Bobby with him. Jen was on cloud 9 and nothing was going to bring her down.

   Jen had been concentrating when the hand touched her face. It was a soft stroke with the back of the hand, yet it startled Jen enough to cause her to almost fall backwards in the chair.
   “Who is there?” Jen asked. No one answered. “What do you want?” again silence. “Is it money? Are you going to have your way with me?” Jen realized that her questions where making her upset. Jen had so many possibilities running through her mind on why he wanted her.
   A loud crash followed by a few angry murmurs startled Jen again. The sound produced by the artifact reminded Jen of something but she couldn’t picture it. The murmurs seemed familiar. Jen wondered if this was someone she knew. Maybe this would be a way for her to talk them out of whatever it was they were planning. The only problem was, how would she figure out who it was?

After the party Jen and her friends decided to go hang out at the lake. James van Horn, Jen’s old boyfriend, tagged along. In Jen’s opinion there was a good reason he was an ex. James loved to smother Jen all the time. Jen had no escape from him. James would always write her love letters and buy her little things. It wasn’t that Jen hated the attention. She just felt like James was too obsessive about her. He bought her stuff even if it meant he wouldn’t have money to buy lunch. The thing that made it worse was when Jen would tell him that “he didn’t have to” James would automatically say “well if I had to do it, it wouldn’t be as fun”. All Jen could think now was “since he’s here this won’t be as fun”.

   Jen sat in silence wondering how long they had been watching her mess with the tape around her wrists. Jen needed to rethink her plan, now that she knew someone was in the room watching her.
   “Do I know you?” Jen asked. Yet again no-one answered. Jen didn’t want to annoy them to the point that they would do something. So she just sat there thinking. Not noticing that she had started subconsciously messing with the tape again.

Daniel kept his distance from Jen from the moment he got to the lake. Daniel hated Jen.  Daniel had planned to propose to Ashley after graduation He loved her in every form of the word. He was convinced that Jen had broken Ashley and him up. When he caught Jen talking to Ashley before they broke up. What Daniel didn’t know was that Jen was only returning the notes she borrowed from Ashley for biology. No matter how much everyone tried to explain the situation to Daniel. He still blamed Jen. Jen eventually accepted that Daniel needed someone to blame about the break up.  

It was at the lake that Jen would have what she would later find out was her last drink of the night.


   The hand touched her face again, this time continuing down Jen’s neck and stopping just short of her breast.

   “What do you want? Please just say anything.” Jen said. Still no respond. “You don’t have to do this.”

   “Huh.” The mysterious man said.

   “Huh? Why huh? Please talk to me.” It went silent again. “Please, you don’t have…” Jen was cut off this time by a mocking voice.

“to do this.” The voice continued. “Just shut your mouth.”

“Why did you bring me here?”

“You brought yourself here.”

“What?”

“You don’t know who I am? You still haven’t figured it out?”

“Just let me go!” Somehow the idea that Jen knew who it was made her feel, more fearful of the situation.

“Why don’t you make me?”

“You’re a coward!”

“If you say so.”

“Show me your face you stupid coward!”

“You’ve seen my face not my fault you can’t remember.”

“Show it to me!”

“Why don’t you take that blindfold off and look for yourself.” The voice said laughing.

“Please let me go.” Jen had stopped talking loud, she was now talking in a low calm voice.

“Why don’t you yell again sweetheart maybe yell for help.” The voice egged Jen on. “I like it when you get frantic.”

“No use, you didn’t gag me so I’m sure we are somewhere where no one will ever hear me.” Jen continued talking in a low voice.

“You are a smart girl aren’t you.”

 

“Wanna see my new outfit for the formal?” Samantha asked Jen.

“Sure, mine comes in Thursday I can’t wait.”

“Here it is, what do you think?”

“Wow, where did you find a dress like that?”

“My aunt lives in California, she works at a department store, my mom told her about the form and she asked for measurements and sent me this dress.”

“Your so lucky! My dress is casual wear compared to yours.” Jen said with a giggle.

“Nah I’m sure yours looks great. What time do you need to be-” Samantha was interrupted by a voice coming up the stairs.

“Sam you home?” Sam’s dad came into view in the doorway. “Oh, Jen I didn’t know you were here.”

“Guess what dad, Jen’s dress for the formal is coming in on Thursday!” Sam said.

“That’s great. I bet your excited! I know Sam won’t shut up about it.” He started to walk away and stopped. “Oh. Um, Jen will you be joining us for dinner?

“I- I wish I could Mister Logan but my mom wants me home so i can do my chores. Thank you though.” Jen replied.

“Okay have fun you two.”

    “You don’t do chores, what’s that about?” Sam asked.

    “Nothing I just need to be home early today.”

    “Jen, we have been friends since the 4th grade, homies since the fourth of course remember? I know when something is up.”

    “Nothing is up.”

    “Bull crap!”

 

    Jen had quit talking to the voice altogether.

“Now why are you being so quiet? Just cause we are out in the middle of nowhere doesn’t mean you have to quit being sociable.” Jen still didn’t respond. All Jen could think about was the sound the artifact made when it hit the ground. She knew that sound but from where?

“Can I have some water?” Jen asked.

“Oh, trust me you won’t need any water, you won’t be here long enough to die of dehydration.”

“Can we get whatever it is over with?”

“Well we can sure get started but i’m going to do this as slow as possible, going to enjoy it, savor it.”

“What are you going to do to me?”

“Hush up now.” There it was again. The clank of the artifact hitting the floor. Jen’s brain started running through a mental rolodex of objects to noises.

“Damn thing always falling.” The voice grumbled. The next thing that touched Jen was cold and flat, It touched her where the hand had stopped. She felt a hand grab her shirt collar at the the side of her neck. Then a rip sound. The same thing was done to the opposite side. It was a knife. The hands of the voice cut Jen’s shirts from collar to the end of the sleeves.

 

“Okay, I will see you tomorrow at school.” Sam Said as she walked Jen to the garage.

“Okay, you should come over Thursday and see my dress.”

“Oh you bet your sweet ass I will.”

“You’re an idiot.”

“Love you too.” Sam said opening the door. If Jen ever told Sam why she didn’t like staying over with her and her single dad it would tear them apart there is no way Sam would believe that her dad had anything to do with that.

“Later.”Sam said as she walked back upstairs.”

“Jen, are you leaving so soon.?” Sam’s dad asked from the garage.

“Yes mister Logan.”

“Do you want me to give you a ride? I’m heading to the store.” He said fishing his keys from his pocket, when he finally pulled them out he snagged the knife he kept clipped to his pocket. It fell towards the ground.

“No, thank you mister Logan.” Jen ran, she never once looked back. She wished for the chance to be able to tell Sam without ruining their friendship. There wasn’t a way to though. She was alone. No one would believe her if she told them. God only knew what mister Logan would do to Jen if she told.

 

The next rip came from Jens undershirt.

“What are you doing?” Jen shouted.

“Now you hold still or I might slip and cut you on accident.” The voice said putting his knife up to Jen’s throat. Jen was almost sure the voice belong to mister Logan.

“I won’t tell. Please. If you let me go, I promise I won’t say a word.”

“Don’t care.” By this point Jen still had her pants and bra on.

“Please I won’t tell anyone what you did. Please.”

“I haven’t done anything yet.” Jen started to panic. fear was starting to take control.

“Stop! Let me go!” Jen started to thrash in the chair catching the chin of the voice with her head.

“Ahh, you stupid bitch! If you don’t quit being dumb Imma bust your teeth out first. So behave!”

“Just let me go! Mister Logan you don’t have to do this!” Now the voice started laughing hysterically. The hands grabbed the blindfold and pulled it up. Now the voice had a face an identity.

“If I had to do it, it wouldn’t be as fun.”

Day Twenty-three

To day my A.C. unit started leaking and it began to flood my hallway. They knew about this and they chose to do nothing! Will they ever learn to address problems quicker?

I have no faith in them anymore…

Also if those neighbors don’t learn to settle their kids I will start banging on the damn ceiling! Literally they sound like people working out at Gold’s Gym!

I can’t even anymore!

Day Twenty-two

The city is cover in ash and smoke from the wildfires. It looks ominous.

I had a nightmare last night that we moved into another house and finally settled down only to have another fire break out.

At least my neighbors are being very helpful by filling my apartment with the smell of weed.

Dag nabit! I hope this comes to an end soon!

 

Day Twenty-one

Today I learned that my toddler does not like me having the door to my room locked. Which sucks cause my oldest likes to just bust into my room.

Who does she think I am the head of the household or something?

I just need some dressers and shelves and I will have everything put away! This apartment is finally feeling like a home!

I have teenagers so it’s not exactly peaceful but it is a home!