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I love Tumblr because I feel like when you feel like no one gets you, someone on tumblr does. Thats the beauty of it.
“A’s at life”
This work is written by Linn Skåber and illustrated by Lisa Aisato, published in the Norwegian book “Til Ungdommen”. I only translated it for your enjoyment. More info and master list here!
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I’m getting a D in Norwegian But an A in cheering over the fact that it’s not an F
I’m getting a D in German But an A in believing I’ll do better next time
I’m getting a D in Math But an A in comforting Jenny because she got a C
I’m getting a D in English But an A for being excited to tell my mom and dad that I did better than the last time
I’m getting a D in Arts and Crafts But an A in celebrating it sitting in the sun with a cold coke
I’m getting a D in Social Studies But an A in being happy because it’s spring, and I might fall in love soon
I’m getting a D in Spanish But an A in being a teenager and not being burned out
Isn’t that a decent GPA to enter summer with, though?
the text on her suit says “Good Enough”
So I read "My Lesbian Experience with Loneliness" today. Went in expecting some light fun and some wlw content.
My gods I couldn't have been any more wrong (well I was right at the wlw content).
It was much more serious than I anticipated and focused on the main character's mental health instead of their sex life. The book spoke to me on so many levels and I could relate with the main character so much. It's been a while since I've read something that made me feel things this hard...
(in case someone is now interested in picking it up themselves be warned that self harm is part of the story so certain TWs apply)
I loved him deeply. I gave him my heart and my mind and my soul. I let him see the depths of me that no one else had wandered. He was part of my entity, the reason I breathed, the source of my happiness. I often wondered how he did it. How he kept me feeling beautiful. I admired the feelings he gave me. The way he kept me hungry for more, but never desperate. His love was subtle yet so enticing. His voice was pleasant and calming like rain on a rooftop. He was lovely in the way he’d wake up from a deep sleep and smile like it was the first time he’d laid eyes on me. He kept my hopes up but managed to never knock them down but instead encouraged me to dream bigger. He was my inspiration, my fortress and the love of my life. And I miss him every day.
The Day I Realized My Plumbing Prices Were… The Real Leak 😅
So picture this: I’m juggling calls, sprinting between jobs, and wondering why my bank account looks like a sink that refuses to fill up.
Spoiler: It wasn’t the customers. It wasn’t the work. It was… my pricing. Yes. I was the problem. 😭
Turns out “this feels fair” is NOT an actual pricing strategy. It’s more like a slow and emotional financial collapse.
So I sat down one night with coffee, a calculator, and the sudden fear of bankruptcy… and finally built a real plumbing labor price list.
What I learned (and laughed at later)
Hourly rates without math = chaos
Flat rates without a plan = even bigger chaos
Overhead is not “just vibes”
Only half your day is billable because driving exists
And profit is not a luxury it’s oxygen
I always thought plumbers lost money from leaks. But no, sometimes we leak money because we forget to charge enough for crawling under a house at 7 AM.
The Glow-Up
Once I actually calculated my real labor rate (with overhead, real hours, and the sad truth of admin time), everything changed.
Quotes made sense. Customers understood the pricing. And I finally stopped donating labor to the community like some sort of Plumbing Santa.
💬 Moral of the story
If your pricing is based on “gut feeling,” your business will have… well… a gut ache.
Build a price list. Use real numbers. Charge for your time, skill, and the emotional trauma of unclogging things no human should ever see. 🙃
Your bank account will thank you. Your stress levels will thank you. Your future self will hug you.
I think I’m going to start a blog (off tumblr) let’s see if I’m interesting enough…
Possible topics include: the hashtags lol
Still not over how I changed in this 2 years since pandemic I mean I was a whole middle school shy girl dating and crying over a boy and now it turned out like I don't give a damn..🙌