I started a new nannying job today and I already want to leave this family. For context, it's 4 kids and I'm looking after the youngest who just turned 3. I met the family once for coffee and a tour of the house before starting.
At the initial meeting a few weeks ago, I got some weird vibes I couldn't really describe, it just felt "off". There's a language barrier between myself and the dad, he speaks Spanish and not great English. This was fine albeit a little hard to understand and he made some jokes I didn't get at this first meeting. The older kids seemed quite naughty but the mum seemed to find this adorable, laughing at them “being cheeky etc”. I didn't really take this as a red flag though because I'm only having the little one and he seemed absolutely fine. I also got a vibe that the dad is quite controlling because he was very rude to the mum but put it down to a bad day potentially.
Cut to today and instantly the dad makes me feel uncomfortable with the amount he stares and how close he got to me whenever he spoke to me or NK. Forgot to say both parents are working from home. He came across just a bit too friendly at first, but then said something in Spanish and asks NK to repeat. The dad asked if i know what it meant and i said no, and he says "it means beautiful" and pointed at me. It was in the context of also calling his son handsome but i feel it crossed a line.
He also continued to make toilet humour jokes with NK throughout the day. Now, i'm not a prude or afraid of a fart joke but it seemed excessive, almost like a teenager showing off if that makes sense. Just added to the level of discomfort.
I also noticed a continuation of the rude behaviour towards the mum today. Dad tracked mud through the house and she got understandably a little frustrated but nothing more than "you're making a mess please be careful" and he literally shushed her and said "be quiet I'm talking". There were further nasty comments like that and at one point she told him needed to go back to work and asked if that was okay, only for him to ignore her 3 times. It seems like such a horrible dynamic and made me feel really bad for her.
NK also had awful tantrums when he didn’t get his way, for example, he asked for a second yogurt after lunch and I explained that he’d already had dessert. I’m fully aware that toddlers have tantrums- I've nannied for 7 years- but I’ve never seen a child act this way. He wouldn’t stop screaming and swiped everything off the table before I could catch him then preceded to try and knock down every single dining room chair. I held the chairs so he couldn’t and this made him even worse, biting and scratching me to the point of taking a small chunk of skin out my finger and causing my arm to bleed. He then ran over to a cabinet and tried to smash everything on it (pictures, toys and decor) and when I picked him up he slapped me in the face. I put him down at this point because he was trying to grab my hair and he began smashing his head against a wall. I’ve never seen a child do that before and it was really concerning how he looked at me before doing it over and over. I stayed calm and firm throughout but it left me very upset and feeling like a failure.
Both parents witnessed a further tantrum of the same type when he dropped a toy and I didn’t pick it up within 0.1 seconds. He threw everything off the table and smashed his head in to the chair, screaming and trying to hit everyone. I expected the parents to discipline or at least show me their tricks for dealing with an obviously challenging child, but the mum found it adorable and said nothing, just laughed it off, and the dad just riled him up more by laughing and tickling him. They both made it so much worse and then left me with him which he obviously didn’t like, so would begin screaming and hurting me again. Towards the end of the day I needed to change his soiled nappy. He didn’t want to go upstairs and began lashing out again so I picked him up quite tightly to take him up, and he slapped me in the face again as well as making my other arm bleed in 2 places. There's zero discipline from the parents who can obviously hear this going on. I didn't say he'd hurt me but they must have heard me saying ouch when he made me bleed. I felt like saying what had happened wouldn't go well with how angry the dad seems to be.
At that point my gut was saying this isn’t a good fit for me and I don’t want to go back. I haven’t told the parents about the cuts NK gave me but I’m wondering if I should in my message saying I don’t want to come back. I'm not one to quit something for no reason but experience has taught me to trust my gut. Any advice on what to say in the message would be great. I want to be respectful because of course I don’t know what’s going on for them but the vibe is so off that I really don’t feel comfortable going back.

I asked chatGPT this question: My wife cried this mother's day because she was jealous that my mother takes care of me while she has to take care of her mother. My mother spoils me when I come over to her house, randomly buys me groceries when she has a generous urge, and pays my phone and gym bill while I'm in college. She would do anything for me. She is a saint and I'm very lucky to have her as a mother. My wife's mother depends on my wife to function day to day. My wife takes care of her other siblings, plans all the family get togethers, looks out for her half brother in high school, while taking care of her own 6 year old child. My wife once had to pretend to be her mother because her half brother got into some trouble at high school and her mother was too afraid to talk with the counselor. I told my wife that my mother is her mother now. And that my family loves and accepts her as one of their own. How can I ask my mother to treat my wife like she's her daughter? What are some good mothedaughter activates that they can do together? Not that my mother doesn't treat my wife with kindness, she does, I just want them to form a stronger bond and for my wife to not think of my mother as an in-law and start thinking of her as a mother.
chatGPT response: It sounds like you're in a complex situation, but it's wonderful that you want to foster a stronger bond between your wife and your mother. Here are some steps you can take:

1. Open Communication: Have an honest conversation with both your wife and your mother separately. Explain your desire for them to have a closer relationship and express how important it is to you.
2. Express Gratitude: Make sure both your wife and your mother understand how much you appreciate their roles in your life. Let them know that you value their relationship and want to see it grow.
3. Facilitate Quality Time: Encourage them to spend time together doing activities they both enjoy. This could be anything from cooking together, going for walks, attending a class or workshop, or simply having coffee and chatting.
4. Include Both Families: Plan family gatherings or outings where both your wife's and your mother's families can come together. This will help them bond in a more relaxed setting and see each other as part of the same extended family.
5. Show Support: Be there to support both your wife and your mother as they navigate their relationship. Offer reassurance and encouragement as they work towards building a stronger bond.

As for mother-daughter activities, here are some ideas:

1. Shopping: Whether it's for clothes, home decor, or groceries, shopping together can be a fun bonding experience.
2. Cooking or Baking: Spend a day in the kitchen cooking up some family recipes or trying out new ones together.
3. Crafting or DIY Projects: Get creative with some crafting projects or tackle some DIY home improvement tasks together.
4. Spa Day: Treat them to a spa day or create a DIY spa experience at home with facials, manicures, and relaxation techniques.
5. Outdoor Adventures: Go for a hike, have a picnic in the park, or explore a nearby botanical garden together.

Remember to be patient and understanding as they navigate their relationship. Building strong bonds takes time and effort from all parties involved.
I'm going to take the AI's advice but, I was hoping that someone, who has gone through something similar, could share what helped their spouse form a stronger bond with their in-laws. Some background information: my wife is in her 20s, my mother is in her 50s and married to my father, and we live in Kentucky.

Has anyone talked about how bad all of the houses are? I understand the first two seasons budget would’ve been very low and so on. BUT I’m on season 4 now and this is the fourth location separate from all the rest and the house is almost exactly the same. With the wall coverings I assume they do that to protect from damage. And they carry in all the horrible furniture and tacky wall decor. But would they really do that every season? I mean all the horrible kitchen cabinets and wall paper everywhere? I assume they could look for the most trashy house possible but it seems like they make it that way on purpose?

As If It Were Kismet: Prologue
Matt tore through the brush, blind in the dark. He didn’t care where he was going. He only knew he needed to be elsewhere. Far from here.
Behind him a creature howled that shocked his mind. It’s form was cruel and dangerous, though female. Nothing like the young woman she had once been. Nothing but a girl, a small and slight female.
It’s guttural growls and howls only grew closer as Matt tried to pick between seeing where he was going and getting away. The few times he looked he caught sight of the creature behind him. Hopping through the air with a speed that told him he was being toyed with. As if he were a mouse being played with by a cat.
But the reflex in him to run kept him going. His adrenaline going as hard as it could. The tightness and burning in his core tensing and locking up as his legs felt like there were being burned from within while taking on more of a heaviness.
His lungs were starting to betray him as he tried to gulp big breaths of air but only rapid and shallow breaths were all that he could manage. His brain was starting to burn….and then he was falling.
Falling down the side of a hill he saw the creature dart in a spring towards him, imperceivably fast almost. Catching him in mid air it seemed.
Managing to wrap its body around him and cushion his impact against the ground as they rolled. His mind barely took in what was happening during the roll. Only starting to understand what was happening once they were still.
The creature's triple D-cup breasts were unmistakably pressed hard against his back as he laid facing up at the night sky.
For a few seconds the world stilled and the needle light pain hitting the center of his brain took over for the cooking heat his brain had felt. His whole body felt heavy and reluctant to move.
Even if he could have really moved, a dull ache came over his limbs making them feel stilled and trapped as if by immeasurable amounts of sand that had engulfed him.
Slowly the arms holding him started to move. Moving so the creature's hands could start exploring him. Causing Matt to unstoppably let out a pathetic moan that made him go cold inside as hands lifted up his shirt and started to touch his exposed stomach and then his chest.
He would have whimpered so pathetically had he not still been in the depths of terror.
As its hands felt and groped his pecs he tried to situp as if to get away. For his efforts, his reward was a hand around his throat and a collection snarls and growls against his ear. A beastly, guttural voice spat words at him while somehow holding a feminine tone.
“Don’t move….I don’t know if I can calm down…”
Her words were not helped by her moans in his ear and the subsequent kissing of his ear. The flesh of his ear going between her lips as she moaned and seemed to pant. Releasing it and licking the side of his face with a moist warmth. He could feel its spittle, viscous and coating his flesh where the tongue touched. He could smell something in his saliva. Something that subtly entranced him.
Matt went stock still with fear and the confusion of mixed arousal. He barely perceived her right hand traveling lower on his body. A surprised moan and shudder echoed in the night from Matt’s lips as she took ahold of him. Her hand above his pants but still….stimulating him.
A light squeezing and almost probing of her digits kept him aroused and confused within her grasp. Resigning himself to the strange fate, Matt looked up at the stars as his mind tried not to shatter under the strange maelstrom of events and sensation that had started mere minutes ago.
His mind was only more confused as a slight figure, feminine in build, how it seemed to thunk the ground audibly as she landed on her feet out nowhere. Her knees barely bending under the pressure of the landing. Yet dirt was kicked up anyways and some of it onto Matt. Feeling it pepper his shirt and pants as it fell.
The figure, lit only faintly by moonlight, roared some dark tone Matt could only perceive as a demon as her eyes went bright with a crimson light. A light in the darkness that should not have been. “Let him go you bitch.” Was its words following the roar. Spittle escaping its mouth with faint droplets hit Matt's face.
The creature holding him by his throat and crotch seemed to tighten the grasp of both hands as it roared back. “HE IS MINE!”
The figure paused with a moment's hesitation. He was also her quarry. She had felt his fear without him knowing. His confused arousal. His fear. His terror.
And now he laid at the center of a struggle between two monsters. Unsure of who he wanted to win.
As If It Was Kismet Ch. 1
Matthew Berkshire hadn’t seen his mom in two years. Not that he had seen her much over the last six years.
A messy divorce between messy people and mom’s chaotic want for a life in Alaska had been one of the most…upsetting times in life. Setting him up for so much of what had defined his life thus far but then that had really started two years before he ever turned.
His ear buds were basic and simple. A part of cheap five pack, common for his life as he was known to lose little things. Small things. They had a mix of metal and hard rock playing in them. Some classics, some alternative. Whatever made him feel something, anything. Even if it was hate. Anger. Rage. It was better than feeling numb. Not belonging.
The escalator down to his lone bag to go with his lone carry on showed his mom waiting for him. His had a type, that’s for damn sure. Not that it helped him in the genetics department as he was stuck at 5’9” to go along with his mother’s five foot even as his dad stood six foot. Forever leaving him to feel small, to pale, under his dad’s shadow. Did he ever stand a chance?
The guy next to her with the unkempt former seventies porn stache was “Dave.” He’d met him twice when his mother came and visited him in Florida. To his credit the guy didn’t look annoyed. Kind of concerned kind of which made Matthew want to break his frozen look but he was well practiced. Having removed any note of sadness from his face through much…tribulation.
His mother’s look on her face betrayed a hint of worry as the bruises on his face lightly showed up close. Saying his name was his like a distant echo that belonged to someone else.
Dave cut in and pulled out his right headphone. “What the hell bud, they knock you hard enough to hurt hearing? Your mom’s asking how you are doing.”
Matthew pulled out the other bud and grunted an empty “sorry.”
“You still have bruises after two week? What did they do to you?” His mom’s voice was full of worry. Something he hadn’t heard in….too long. Too long to make him feel anything. To ever make him believe there was any sincerity to her words. To not think her voice and mannerisms were an act. An act by someone who…wasn’t really there.
“It’s only fair. I took a nose. Fractured a couple orbital bones. Left one with having to get his jaw wired shut. And one will never walk right again for what I did to his knee cap.” Matthew said it all with a bored and disinterested tone. Perhaps well rehearsed.
“My man, handing out ass kickings, not bothering to take names.” Dave was quick to be the typical man’s man about it. Matthew wasn’t quite done yet. Lifting up his shirt to expose the right side near his kidney. Revealing a nasty scar from a six inch blade. “Luckily they gave me this first so they could rule it all in self-defense. The fuck didn’t get it in more than inch before I ruined his knee cap and then I took the nose of one of the fucks holding me.” Now he chose to smile keeping the well practiced dead look in his eyes.
No retorts. No questions. Just horrified looks on their faces. As he liked. As he preferred. They could hate him. They could be disgusted by him. But by God they would fear him.
“Well the doc did a good job sewing you up.” Dave commented uncomfortably. “Dissolving sutures. Ain’t they grand.” He smiled again and let it abruptly fall off his face and started walking to the carousel for the baggage claim.
Waiting and making small talk with Dave as his mother stood in silence. He was not the little boy she abandoned. The little boy she left with an angry man. While never hitting him. Left him in constant fear till he turned twelve and just didn’t care anymore. Something snapped. Broke. And he didn’t care if he died. Didn’t care if he stole. Didn’t even care if he killed. He just knew not to get caught. Something left over from his grandfather’s wisdom which came to make more and more sense with each passing year of life since that thing inside him broke.
Finally his bag came around and Dave went to try first to grab it but Dave practically leapt ahead of him. “Is that your grandfather’s rucksack bag?” his mother asked in a perplexed voice.
“Figured it’s been around since Viet Nam. So it’d serve me better than any of the worthless stuff they called luggage.” Dave commented after Matthew’s words. “Well hell yeah I still got mine from Desert Storm. You know the first one.” Dave laughed and Matthew eyed him oddly. Be it in the south or whether it was Alaska, country boys are country boys he guessed.
The car ride to the two people’s house, as Matthew thought of them. Was uneventful and full of vistas he imagined metropolitan types wetting themselves over. At most they meant isolation to him. Furtherness from the world as there were no mountains in Florida. And what mountains he had last seen in another state had been when he was eight. Another life, to Matthew it felt like. A life alien to him.
As If It Was Kismet Ch 2
Dave and his mom’s place was some two story type tucked into a tree line far up an elevated point. It was by no means the highest point in the mountain but it certainly felt up there.
Rocks were where the driveway should have been Matthew thought. Grabbing his backpack and rucksack from Dave’s jeep was no hard thing for him. Matthew was in formidable shape for someone his age, maybe even five years older. He had gotten a mix of fairly big shoulders and arms along with the chest to go for it when compared to most kids his age. A side effect of working out at least twice a day. First thing in the morning, some time in the evening, and the school’s gym when had had a good semester in school before he had to leave Florida.
Dave tried to come up and help him but Matthew walked past him towards the house. His mom was not sure what to make of his demeanor. Matthew was not the sweet kind boy he had once been. But she had been gone from his life essentially for a long time.
Ushering him into the house she cracked some joke he did not hear. He was too busy looking about and seeing a mix of old outdated decorating mixed with the strange and odd flair of his mother. Color contrasting against drab and dated. Like brightly painting over an old home that was falling apart he thought.
“Your room is this way Mattie.” His mom brightly intoned.
Without expressing any interest he followed his mother. Still faced and nonplussed. Just going along with the current. Pushed and pulled with its roll like a piece of driftwood.
The room was simple. A single small bed. A set of rubber weights with a curl bar and barbells. “Your dad said you were into weight lifting so we got you a bunch of stuff. Dave says it looks like his department’s gym almost. The woman’s smile felt very alien to him.
“Thank you. I appreciate it. I’ve got most of my stuff from home.” Matthew starting unpacking his rucksack and pulled out cables of repetitive and mixed colors. A single plastic barbell handle. The ruck sack could be filled with water bottles for added weight during pushups he figured. Remembering a Michael Keaton movie he watched with his dad post-Batman movies where he played a convicted killer using plastic bags filled with water for weights.
Matthew caught movement outside his lone fairly large window that could let him step out onto the roof of the house given its layout.
He saw a number of people running together through what he guessed was the backyard of the property, not that it had any fences to mark boundaries
They wore clothes that looked similar yet different from each other at the same time.”Oh those are the Johnston’s. Really nice bunch of people. Been on the mountain for a long time Dave tells me.”
Matthew looked at the group of people running and noticed the lack of resemblance. “They are related?” Matthew quizzically asked. Seeing a black and possibly a hispanic person amongst the bland looking white people.
“Oh well they are all adopted but for one or two of them…besides the parents of course. The family has a long tradition of taking in orphans they say. Real nice of them to do that don’t you think.”
Matthew looked at his mother and the hosier accent made no sense to him as he arched his left eye brow. Her and his dad were both from Florida. Born and raised. Sure her parents were from New York city but…
Matthew shook his lightly without turning to look at his mother as his vision was grabbed by one of the runners in particular. A girl of moderate height. Soft brunette. A plain beauty he figured with a slim build….and lack of remarkable breasts and rear to make any note of but….girls in general were his type at his age.
She was pretty enough. He couldn’t deny that but he found himself transfixed by her visage.
But the way she turned and looked at him, especially at that distance felt very disconcerting to him. Even if she was smiling like…she was a taste of a bright shiny day. Somehow.
Matthew’s mom noticed the exchange and smiled to herself with closed lips. “Oh that’s Vicky. She’s your age I think. Very sweet girl, who does the charity functions. You know bake sales, blood drives, car washes and the like. I think you should get to know her. Might be good for you.”
A truck horn sounded a couple of beeps in rather succession. “Oh that must be Mack, he said he might come by later this evening but he seems early.”
Matthew’s mother turned and left his room. Leaving Matthew to exchange a few looks with the alluring Vicky as she turned her head away from him to talk to the others in her group and look back at him.
Still Matthew’s left eyebrow was arched. In a way that reminded him of Spock from Star Trek that he and his grandpa used to watch on some streaming service or another.
As he heard ambient chatter elsewhere outside the house he figured to check it out as the alluring sight of Vicky would be around he figured. It was dull to stare at artwork. He was a boy who preferred jet skis and the like. Something he could ride and enjoy immensely. Even if at times it got him stabbed.
As If It Was Kismet Ch 3
Matthew sauntered out of the house and down the rockway that stood in for a driveway.
A few new people had come over from what he could first surmise of the situation. As he got closer it was obvious they were indigenous people. A couple of grown men…and a girl?
She was mousey. Maybe five foot. Hiding behind glasses and a big camo jacket that was far too big for her. It looked made for a grown man and the backwards trucker hat on her head kept her long black a beautiful mess of sorts.
She was cute in a way. A little androgynous but she had a cute energy to her. She reminded him of the more tomboyish Puerto Rican girls he had gotten into back in Florida. Given the deer corpses in the back of the truck….probably more dangerous to play with given the men in her family.
Small chatter passed between the adults when the girl noticed but turned away, trying to hide the tiny hint of a smile.
“Oh Mattie, this is Mack. He works with Dave at the sheriff’s department and John, he’s with fish and wildlife.” Matthew nodded at his mom’s words with some blankness as he looked at the deer the in the back of the pickup truck.
“Gale tells us you hunted with your dad some in Florida and Georgia.” Mack offered with a light hearted laugh camouflaged by his big simple and cheery but husky way he spoke.
Looking in the back of the truck he spoke. “We used lever action thirty-thirties and Mosin Nagants in seven-six-two-fifty-four-rimmed.” Mack and John whistled in an exaggerated fashion. Leaving Matthew to wonder if they were mocking him.
Mack spoke. “Well we just used thirty-odd-six in a custom gussied Garand.” That caught Matthew’s attention. “You have a Garand…” Matthew finally demonstrated interest in anything. “My dad has an SVT-40 and a Hakim 8mm but he always wanted a Garand but was too cheap to buy one.”
Gale, his mother, chimed in loudly. “Oh his Dad loved his guns but was such an odd duck about how he bought or why he bought them. Never made sense to me how he wasn’t a collector but he didn’t get the latest and greatest.” Gale laughed uncomfortably. At least it seemed that way to Matthew.
Matthew pointed to the girl with an underhanded pointing hand. “And who is this? A cute little mute mouse or does she have a name?” Dave and the other men laughed.
Mack again spoke. “Well you people call her Rebecca, she’s my adopted daughter.” Matthew was taken aback by what he heard. “You people?”
Rebecca kindly spoke with a soft but almost melodic voice as she struggled to maintain eye contact. “White people or rather not members of our tribe. It’s just easier to appease the colonizer kind of thing. Borrowed from when the Jesuit missionaries chased us up here.”
Mack stepped in. “It’s just easier to have white people names than have them try to say our tribal names. And we don’t want them shortening or Anglicising our names kind of thing.” Rebecca stepped back into the conversation cutting off her adopted father. “It’s an insult to our history basically.”
Matthew cocked his head sideways raising his eyebrows shortly before letting them drop. “Well as soon as I’m eighteen I’m out of here and back to Florida so I’m a sort of involuntary colonizer of sorts. So I won’t be taking any of your land from you. The Seminoles on the other hand are still shit out of luck.”
Rebecca’s smile caused Matthew to reflexively smile. Mack made the moment more awkward. “See Becca, I told you someone off the reservation would like you some. You just have to be creative.” Mack laughed in a chiding manner…Matthew presumed. He sensed that he was the butt of some kind of cultural joke. Like marrying a white guy was some sort of insult or mark of shame. That kind of thing.
Rebecca turning away from him was not something he had been expecting. Her then getting in the truck in a huff left the group in a silence for a moment.
Dave spoke to break the awkward silence. “Well just bring the truck to work on Monday and leave it for me to grab up.” Mack acknowledged Dave and they started to get off as Rebecca looked at Matthew for another instance. Matthew couldn’t look away for some reason as the two seemed to lock eyes for an instance.
Till Vicky and family seemed to come jogging down the road. While Matthew’s eyes diverted from Rebecca’s. Hers did not till she realized he was looking elsewhere. And her vision found Vicky and what had been a hint of smile on her face turned glum and disappointed.
Matthew did not look away from the vision of Vicky but instead of a starry eyed fool looking longingly. It was a baffled look. Well baffled for him, with his eyes drawn narrow and night with a focus.
There was something about her…he couldn’t quite put a name too. The way she appeared to him. One second brunette. The next second blonde or blonde like. As if the color appeared in her air and disappeared in fractions of seconds. Much the same way her body almost seemed to…shift…very subtly…smoothly. A nicer bum. Larger breasts. And then back to a simple and plain form. Feminine no doubt. Attractive. But not so…remarkable.
As If It Was Kismet Ch 4
The next two days passed without incident. Nothing of any real substance or challenge to note.
Matthew got settled somewhat and started working out almost immediately. Exploring around the woods but Dave told him not to go far. Especially without a hunting rifle. Dave had left a simple semi-auto Winchester out for him. His bear gun as Dave referred to it with its four round magazine. But Matt figured till he got some practice with the rifle to leave it alone. He made a hiking stick like his grandpa taught him and treated it over a low fire. He would take some electrical tape for the end his hand would grip around. Plenty enough to ward off anything smaller than a bear he figured.
The ride to school was a pain in the neck but simple enough. Dave would let him use a clunker pickup truck he had laying around. It wasn’t pretty but it would get him to and from. Even if it was from the eighties and still backfired on occasion. But for now Dave and his mom took him on their way to the sheriff’s department.
It wasn’t much of a school. It wanted to be modern but its fifties original construction was very obvious. It serviced the pipeline families and familys’ of fisherman who worked the seasons in between their time at the pipeline.
Matt was to report to the principal for some reason Dave and his mom wouldn’t share. Which annoyed him but he figured it was to read him the law of land. Small towns with their big views of the outside world and like.
Dressed in jeans, a grey sweatshirt under a light jacket with steel toed boots set him more apart then he expected. His buzzed head didn’t help matters. Already he was feeling like a stranger in a strange land but he was quite strange after all. And he liked it that way. Normal people were so pathetically disappointing to him.
A secretary or assistant or some such led him to the principal’s office. Where it reeked of real wood that was old and fabric and upholstery that needed to be updated for the last twenty years, Matt figured.
“This is Matthew Berkshire, Principal Andrews.” The man was turned with his back to the door and he was quick to wave her off as he turned her around.
He was an older man. Fat and large. Tall with a body built like he had once been fit and a demeanour of annoyed and irate already as he fixed Matt with a scowl and look of disgust. Another worthless government whore. Matt thought to himself. His father and his grandfather had bestowed unto him a natural disrespect for government workers and the figures that wore unjustified authority as a shield but pretended the weight of the state was not at their back ready to crush all who resisted. Little figures of valor pretending to be mighty and alone but acting with the tyranny of the state and all the backing.
“Mr. Berkshire, please sit down.” His tone wasn’t unusually hostile, just gruff. As if he had better things to do.
Matt complied and took a seat in the chair while maintaining a friendly facade. Not everyone was an enemy. And not everyone needed to be an enemy. Even if anybody could be any enemy. There was no reason to make enemies you didn’t have to. Another of his grandfather’s bastardised wisdoms.
“Well I looked over you file and you have quite the history Mr. Berkshire.” Matt resisted qiuping back a joke. Instead he waited for Principal Andrews to continue as he remained nonplussed and looking as if he felt no need to respond. A simple head tilt with dead eyes looking back at the principle as if he was not even there would suffice.
Matt’s reaction or lack of a reaction rather made Principal Andrews only narrow his eyes with examination. He was not used to a kid not responding to him. Especially with his gruff and hard act going on.
“Well by all accounts you moved here after some problems at your last school. A fight broke out and you did some real harm to your fellow students it appears.” Of course, he would take the side of the perpetrators. School administrators always did. Especially when they weren’t white. Just a fact of the times. Cowardice and pathetic mediocrity was the way they leaned, like good government workers sucking the dick of Big Daddy government. Worthless whores.
Matt chose to reply. “Oh you mean the criminals that stabbed me. Got arrested at the hospital and then pled to felonies. Yeah Florida, with the American counties are good like that.” Principal Andrews went real still. No shame. No fear. No penitence. He didn’t like that.
“Well be it as it may Mr. Berkshire we don’t tolerate that kind of behaviour here…” Matt cut him off responding with a deadpan tone. “You mean self-defense meant to save one’s own life while the cowardly and pathetic school workers look on with zero interest but to keep their money rolling in and will allow known gang members with records of violent acts and crimes that should have them expelled many times over, where in certain Democrat counties such cowardice and idiocy empowered a couple school shooters?”
Principal Andrews looked at the Matt with a note of disgust. “Look here Mr. Berkshire, your beliefs matter not one bit here. This isn’t Florida. We don’t like our way of life being disrupted by outside agitators who have problems with authority.”
Matt did his best not to roll his eyes and let the older fat man drone own as he dead-stared him. Lifeless and without emotion.
The man came to a finish and Matt spoke up without having listened to him or paid him any attention. “Great now that’s taken care of. Can I please get to class and finish my sentence of two years at your wonderful school?”
Principal Andrews huffed and snorted before calling in Vicky. Vicky stood in the corner after entering with a quiet and seamless presence. Matt felt disturbed and tried not betray his feelings as the young Vicky was perceived and not perceived to be moving.
Principal Andrews made the introductions and Matt nodded back. She was to be his chaperone for the day. They had the same classes and she was to show him the ropes so to speak. The ins and outs of the school. The locations of their classes.
He recognized her. It was hard not to. The way her appearance seemed to shift fluidly almost. The petite and skinny brunette ever so lightly had a big bust and blonde hair with curves added when she seemed to shift before his eyes. Like watching a film but each frame had a different person.
Matt didn’t say anything about it. Even if he did he would only be acknowledging his crazed state, if he had one. If.
Unlike an obedient puppy dog he got up in a slow and awkward fashion and followed behind her as his oddly disproportionate frame allowed. Causing her a note of concern for some reason. As if she was seeing something she shouldn’t have been….Or he was just weird. And Matt could admit to himself he was just weird. Part of his charm, he would jest about it at times. Not that he had many people to jest to now.
As If It Were Kismet Ch. 5
Following Vicky into the hall off to their first class was simple. She exchanged small talk and he slightly smiled as if to obviously suggest he was just being polite.
Inside his head, Matt was trying to figure out if he was having a psychotic break. The way Vicky looked kept changing and he looked at the other people around him and they stayed the same.
He was searching his mind as they were walking. And thus he wasn’t paying attention to where he was looking and so fell to his face forward over his feet seemingly out of nowhere.
A series of laughs erupted as it sunk in that he was obviously tripped. Like in prison this was a challenge to his superiority. If he let this pass he would be mocked and sneered at by this same group of boys. He wouldn’t walk to them like he was going to do nothing like a little bitch.
In a rage he turned and punched the stomach of the first face he saw. Some typical blonde haired wannabe jock. He knew from experience not to aim for the ribs. Instead he needed to aim for where he thought the belly button was.
Yells and screams blindly echoed around him as his after the punch he followed up his elbow of the opposite arm slamming into the face of the jock. Harder than a fist, the elbow struck the jock’s jaw and seemingly dropped him against a locker. Just in time to catch an errant and soft punch to the nose that sure enough hurt but did little to slow him down as his dad had taught him to fight through the pain. Blood and scars happened. They were a natural consequence of life to a man.
Taking the punch and falling further into his red state Matt headbutted the punch thrower before another guy arm bared his throat from behind. Which he managed to get his grip on the arm over a letterman jacked and jerk the unprepared boy to the side with him still latched on.
A few feet away from the lockers Matt knew his only chance was to jump and push off the lockers and knock the boy to the ground and so he did. He heard a thunk of the boy’s skull bouncing off the ground and he turned to pull out of the grapple.
The beatings he had taken from his father, the grapples, being choked unconscious. Had prepared him for fighting little bitches who didn’t know what a fight was. It wasn’t gay porn with rabbit punch fists flying.
Blood was running down his face and the pain started to hit him as the threats had been eliminated. Only then did he remember to breathe. Taking breathes as Vicky came up to him with tissues and took a hold of his nose.
“Owww owww owww what the fuck my nose could be broken.” He said to Vicky as she pulled his head up and back.
“It’s ok Carl. It’s done.” Matt tried to look to see who Vicky was talking to. It was a boy taller than his 5’9” by more than a small margin. The boy eyed him bored and annoyed before speaking. “What happened here?” An unoriginal line but one Matt couldn’t be a smart aleck about. “Well you see there was an outbreak of tripping and we all tripped over my dick. It happens.” Matt was about to laugh when Vicky seemed to pull up while still gripping his nose causing Matt no small amount of pain which he audibly evidenced.
Vicky spoke in a tone he wasn’t expecting. As if she was accustomed to issuing orders. “Keep Iris away from the hall till we sanitize the site. We have blood from at least three people contaminating the site. And have Jake bring me a spare jacket and shirt for this moron.”
Carl seemed to acknowledge her orders and seemed to blink away. Maybe the punch hit harder than he expected. He had no time to wonder as Vick took her hand away from his and pushed him against the lockers. With ease he had not been expecting from her form and stature.
Before he could respond Vicky licked his blood covered chin and then his lips and spoke to him. “Focus on me you little blood bag.” Her tone had an annoyed yet feminine sneer.
“Look into my eyes. Look at me. You belong to me. You are just another food source in a collection of food sources.” Her eyes were a beautiful hazel Matt thought. Almost green. Pretty like jewels in some old treasure collections. The eyes he could get lost in before kissing her. Finally Vicky was just a slight and petite brunette and he thought she was beautiful.
She would make a hell of a girlfriend. Some cute thing he could see laying on the beach in Florida on their sides laughing and smiling before trading light kisses while hands wandered innocently. Before his mind could drift further he felt her lips on his. It took him a second to mentally grasp the kiss but his arms were around her back as her hands were at his sides. His eyes reflexively closed as he saw hers close.
It was ineffable to Matt. Beyond words, what was happening. The kiss, the moments beforehand. The way his brain tickled with electricity and gentle warmth. He had never had a kiss like this and he had traded more than a few kisses with at least a few girls.
The kiss was like a warm bath with his consciousness slipping beneath the surface. Their lips only parted to try new angles and approaches as Matt struggled to take in breath. It was a moment he could have stayed trapped in for….he didn’t know. But a curt throat clearing by another girl pulled them out of the moment.
The girl was taller than Vicky. Blonde. With slight curves. Vicky addressed her bewildered and gobsmacked, and perhaps a bit embarrassed. “Tina?”

Spring is winding down, summer's on it's way; would love to get a little cash to fund the summer fun (and the next parts order). Still, trades are always on the table. Don't be shy with the cheapies.
TLDR
I got:

• A bunch of unique handmade stuff, including fuzzes, drives, and filters.
• Some 9V/12V practice amps I made from old speakers.
• A handful of cheapies
• A digitech Multi-FX
• Some bulky items for local trade in the Nashville, TN area.

I want:

• Just about anything related to musical instruments and music making: Effects, instruments, gizmos, recording stuff, etc.
• Or lots of other things not remotely related to music. Try me.
• Or money
• I mean, basically, if you want a pedal, especially a handmade one, and are willing to send me something of reasonable value for it, you have a good shot at getting it.

DIY STUFF
(If you are NOT into handmade stuff, scroll down because I have some other items at the end.)
This is hand-built stuff that I made, mostly relatively unique or heavily tweaked designs built on vero or point to point. Many are housed in upcycled tins, a few in Hammond boxes. They all run on standard 9v pedal power. These aren't clones for the most part, unless they are; but normally I actually monkey about with the circuits quite a bit or just test out wacky ideas. If you want something nobody else has, you're in the right place…
I have the handmades valued in 4 tiers:

• D tier are my trashy cheapies, made from reclaimed components. I don't feel right asking a lot for reclaimed components. I value them in the $40 - $50 range, not really picky about what I trade for. I might even take dirt pedals for these. Only got one left, trying to phase out this tier.
• C tier are the cheapies made with new components. I value these in the $50 - $60 range, not very picky here either.
• B tier are my average builds, I will trade for pedals in the $65-$90 value range, depending on the complexity of the build. A little pickier, but still pretty open.
• A tier are my happy happy builds, usually more complex or just nicer quality. I will be picky about trades for these. (But still not Boutique prices; I have no delusions). It's probably less about value here and more about how much I actually want the thing you have. Think in the $90 - $130 range.

MOBILE USERS: There are 4 columns in the tables below: Name, Tier, Links, and Notes. If you don't see all 4, scroll over or ask for more info.
Fuzzes

Name	Tier	Links	Notes
Bazz Me Fuss You #1	A	PIC DEMO	A bazz-fussified perversion of the Escobedo push-me-pull-you, featuring controls for octave and volume. This is the first unit I've built using my own custom PCB. Housed in a painted 125B with top jacks.
Space Fuzz	B+	PIC DEMO	This is a Hollis crash sync fuzz that I souped up with an LFO to modulate the filtesync frequency. Really wild flangery/phasey type gated fuzz sound. At the right settings you can get some octave-down effects as well. Housed in a ~3.5 inch square game tin reinforced with recycled plastic. Pretty pleased with this build.
SwirlFuzz	B+	PIC DEMO	Modulated octave fuzz prototype. It's an octave fuzz, but you can switch on an LFO to modulate the octave amount. Controls for Rate, Depth, Gain, and Volume, plus switches for waveshape and mode (Normal/Octave/Modulated). In a circular tin reinforced with recycled plastic.
Baller Fuzz	B	PIC DEMO	Another Bazz-Me-Fuss-You build with an added BMP-style tone control. In a slightly beaten-up heart-shaped basketball tin. Y'all ready for this?
Big Green Fuzz for Attractive Bass Players	B	PIC Demo	Like my bazz-me-fuss-you circuit, but with a big muff tone stack, a clean blend, and optional clippers for more compression. Housed in a big round tin reinforced with recycled plastic and designed specifically for attractive bass players. Unattractive ones may not really gel with this.
Creature from the planet Chyowngg	B	PIC Demo	Prototype of a unique fuzz I've been developing that I call the Chyowngg fuzz. It's a 2-stage octaver that gives a bright synthy tone with a distinctive envelope (hence the name). You can toggle each stage from octave to non-octave mode for a variety of interesting timbres. Also has a tone control, but the tone control is before the octave stages so it results in interesting behaviors depending on the switch settings. It's in a tin meant to be painted like an alien, though some say it looks more like a triceratops.
Dumbo's Bazzrite Fussrite	C	PIC Demo	A bazz-fussified mosrite fuzzrite circuit I cobbled together in point-to-point wiring style. Housed in a little Dumbo puzzle tin with GLITTER! Controls are for balance (kind of tone-cum-gain) and volume.
Wiff Spwinkles on Top	C	PIC Demo	This point-to-point fuzz lives in the same neighborhood as the Harmonic Percolator, but has a few differences. I altered the way the gain knob works, and added a switch to toggle bass cut. It's housed in an ice-creamity welly tin.

Drives, Distortions, and Boosts

Name	Tier	Links	Notes
Bronze Drive	A	PIC Demo	This is a point-to-point, transistor based overdrive I designed based loosely on the Davisson Easy Drive. Good for low-gain crunchy tones and plenty of output volume on tap if you want it for a boost. Tone circuit is like a BMP stack but with a mid hump instead of a mid cut. Housed in a painted 125B.
Copper ZenerMorph Drive	B	PIC Demo	This is an experiment in zener diode clipping. Nice crispy drive that gets beefier as you turn up the gain, lots of good edge-of-breakup tones to be had. Housed in a decorated tin reinforced with some recycled plastic.
Shining Hope Drive	B	PIC Demo	Differential mirroring drive, gives a kind of overdriven-mixer-channel distortion. Controls for gain, tone, and volume. Housed in a star-shaped Christmas tin.
B is for Beast	C	PIC DEMO	This fun little drive/boost consists of two cascading MOSFET gain stages with optional clipping in between. It goes from clean and loud to massive wall-of-gain distortion nicely. Controls for gain, clipping, and volume. In a small heart-shaped tin about 4in by 4in.
Green Sparkler Boost	D	PIC	Just an Escobedo Duende JFET boost built point-to-point in a sparkly little round tin. Gives a little gain and a bit of warmth to the tone.

Non-Dirt

Name	Tier	Links	Notes
Quack like a penguin	B+	PIC DEMO	Third build of the Chykka Wakka, a WIP all-transistor envelope filter. This one is built on vero, and features controls for Q, Range, and Attack, as well as toggles for Voicing and envelope smoothing. Housed in a smallish penguin tin reinforced with recycled plastic.
Gift of Chykka Wakka	B	PIC DEMO	First build of an all-transistor envelope filter I designed. Built point-to-point style and housed in a little giftbox tin reinforced with recycled plastic. Controls for Q and Sweep, switch toggles envelope smoothing.
Vortex of Funk	B	PIC DEMO	Second build of the Chykka-Wakka circuit, this one features attack, Q, and range controls. Built point-to-point and housed in a painted tin.
BZZZ BOOP BEEP	B	PIC DEMO	A basic square wave oscillator on a momentary switch. Can go from bzzz to boop to beep with a sweep of the big knob. Also has tone and volume controls, and a 3-way switch for different decay amounts. Use it to simulate a spring door stopper or dying cow. Or bleep your foul-mouthed frontman. Or mess with the sound guy. Or send Morse code to the bar. I dunno. Housed in a painted tin reinforced with recycled plastic.

Little Amps

Name	Price/Trades	Links	Description
Ample iMank	$65	PICS DEMO	This is a Runoffgroove Ruby Amplifier built into this old multimedia speaker enclosure designed to look like an old iMac. Glows blue when you turn it on. It runs from a standard 9v pedal power. It's not terribly loud, nor terribly clean, but if you dig the classic mac vibe it might be fun. Controls for gain and volume, and a power switch on the back.
Nosy Amp	$75	PICS DEMO	Another solid-state amp based on the Ruby amplifier, housed in a repurposed bookshelf speaker. This one actually has pretty decent volume, even on 9V (can run on 12V as well for more), and can stay clean while getting loud enough for a quiet jam with friends.
Fleur-de-Lis Amp	$90	PICS DEMO	A tiny bookshelf speaker turned into a practice amp. This one features a class D power amp for lovely cleans, and a custom designed discrete preamp that gets punchy & crunchy when cranked. Runs on 9V but pretty loud nonetheless.

Non-DIY Stuff
Make an offer. I respect Reverb Price Guide values, though I may lean high if it's a feeler.

Brand	Name	Condition	Notes
Danelectro	Fab Chorus	Excellent	Cheap plastic chorus, but sounds great. Probably just a make-weight, too cheap to trade on its own.
Caline	10-band EQ	Good	Works fine, I just don't really need 10 bands of EQ. Has velcro on the back, and sometimes makes a weird noise when you turn on the pedalboard. Another make-weight.
Ibanez	PH7	Good	Tonelok phaser. Great pedal, has some glue on the bottom I couldn't get off, but works fine.
BOSS	TU-12H	Good	Crusty vintage tuner from Boss. Still works great, but it's missing the outer case (still has the inner part). If you had one in the day and want to relive the magic, feel free to make an offer.
Digitech	RP360	Very Good	Great multifx, I've gotten some fun sounds out of it, but it isn't seeing much use. I'm just more of a discrete FX guy I guess.
MOTU	MIDI express	Good	This is an antique MIDI patchbay and interface. It's pre-USB and uses the parallel cable (PC) or some kind of Apple-specific DIN cable (Mac). Could be used standalone, or maybe you're into retro MIDI setups? Comes with box and cables anyway.
unknown builder	PedalPCB Cataclysm	Very Good	This is a really solid build of a PedalPCB cataclysm (Disaster Transport Jr clone) built by someone other than me. Pics here. Not sure what to value it, but make an offer.

Local (Nashville TN area) ONLY

Brand	Name	Condition	Notes
TEAC	A3340S 4-Track Reel-to-Reel	Good	Cleaned up, oiled up, and in good working order last time I tried it out. Meant to do some analog recording, but just haven't gotten the time or space. Would trade for a decent instrument of some kind. Might even throw in a copy of Craig Anderton's "Home Recording for Musicians", which uses the same unit.
Altec-Lansing	Power amp (9442A)	Fair	300 W, 2 rack-unit power amp, can work in stereo or bridged mode. Last time I used it one of the channels was a little flaky. Couldn't be bothered to fix it myself. Heavy as all get out, I'll sell for cheap if you're local.

What would I trade for??
I'm wide open to trades for music gear of all kinds and other items of value.
Some Priority Wants:

• A next level looper like the Pigtronix Infinity 3. Feeling limited by my current setup. Something with MIDI sync, multiple loop tracks, tempo sync.
• Boss OC-5.
• A reverb with a really good plate algorithm.
• Compact 12 channel mixer. Preferably a Mackie VLZ or similar.
• Isolated pedal power supply.
• Genuine e-Bow. Already own 2 clones, looking to try the real shebang.
• A multiple-MIDI I/O unit.
• A 1-U rack-mount mixer.
• Money.

Other things I'd likely trade for:

• Pedals, naturally:
  • Especially fancy DSP type pedals (the kind I can't build), or a nice analog flangechorus.
  • Decent analog pedals that need repair. Expect a lot of questions and not much value, though.
  • Check "probably not wants" below
• Studio gear like mics, headphones, cables, small mixers, rack gear, etc.
• Synths and midi gear, especially cheap stuff like Volcas or Reface, etc. Really need a MIDI interface with multiple I/O.
  • I kinda dig old casio/yamaha cheapies.
  • Drum machines are interesting to me.
• Musical instruments? I play about everything, or would like to try anyway.
  • I'd like to acquire a tele style guitar at some point. Even just a cheapie knockoff.
  • If you've got a not-too-expensive Ibanez fretless bass (or similar), let's talk. I'll offer things on the secret menu.
• Also Non-music things:
  • Unbuilt pedal kits, pedal enclosures, bulk lots of electronics parts, etc.
  • Electronics/DIY tools or supplies (scope, transistor tester, solder, etc)
  • Something weird and creative. Random items of modest value you want to get rid of. Handmade items that are giftable.
  • Did I mention money? I do paypal and venmo.

Probably not wants (doesn't apply to C or D-tier builds, offer anything for those):

• Dirt pedals. Might make an exception for something really intriguing, though.
• Eurorack modules, unless anyone wants to trade me a whole starter setup (yeah, probably not, right?)
• Guitaamp/cab parts. Not really into modding that stuff. Yet.
• Behringer pedals. Just not a fan.
• Any pedal whose value is primarily as a collectible (Vintage, Rare editions/colorways/signature models, etc)
• If I can get it on Amazon or Reverb for under $50, I'd rather we bundled a few things to make it worth the shipping cost.

A Note about mods/repairs/custom jobs: Feel free to shoot me your ideas, but probably I'm leaning toward not doing these. Expect to pay/trade way more for something custom than what I ask for the pedals I've already built.

I share this spare bedroom with my boyfriend, and our snake. Unfortunately all the furniture, including the snake, need to stay where they are due to the locations of the outlets in the room- and we rent so I can't paint. 🙃 I'm at a loss on how to make this room seem less like a dumping ground for all our spare art and furniture. We spend most of our time in here and it's the ugliest space- the rest of the house is decorated in a dark academia / fairycore vibe.

This happened a while ago, but I’d love y’all’s feedback. I (18m) and my girlfriend (20f) went to visit a friend of ours from HS. Penny (22f) went to school a few states away in their capital and was staying for a summer term. She had a break before it began, no money to go anywhere, no friends left in town and wanted us to drive out to keep her company. We saved up some money, borrowed a car and drove 10 1/2 hours to get there. She was all excited to see us and said that she was taking us to a show that night at a club for driving all the way there. She said that we’d go dancing, so we brought one casual outfit to dance in, but she said it’d be fine for going to a show. She then told us that she couldn’t afford to feed us at all, so we were going to her grocery store to buy our food. She took us to the fanciest and most expensive food store that I have ever been in, even to this day. We got what we could afford and returned home kinda worn out by then, but she insisted we had to go to this show to that night. So she took us- and made us pay for the tickets ourselves. Apparently she thought that taking someone to a show was reserving tickets for them to pay for and Physically Taking Them To The Show. We were quite tired by the time the show ended kind of late that night and we had fun, but looked forward to bed. When we finally got home, she pulled out a big bottle of rum and magazines that she’d bought at the store and told us that we were going to make an anonymous threat letter to our old boss at a big box store we’d all worked at. She poured herself a drink and got to work looking for letters as we tried to stay awake. We weren’t offered any rum, or even water to drink while she got drunk over the TWO HOURS she spent threatening old Mr Carter. When she was finally done, Penny announced that we were all going to bed- and that her house rules were that me and my girlfriend were forbidden from having sex in her home. She went on and said she’d be able to hear it, that somehow she would be able to tell and that wasn’t something that grownups did - she simply wouldn’t stand for it and she would throw us out right away. With that she marched off to bed. We were both pretty shocked and I was just mad, not because we couldn’t sleep together but because she was ordering us around and would throw us out in the middle of the night. Mostly we were both offended because we weren’t the kind of people who would be tacky enough to obviously and intentionally have sex in a small apartment when we weren’t by ourselves.
Well, the rest of the time we had fun, believe it or not. I guess I’d forgotten how bossy Penny was, and Sam (my gf) was always deferential to her and she fell back in to that pretty fast, although it wasn’t sitting too well with her anymore and I was glad about that. This brings us to the end of the trip and our falling out: Sam and I were running out of money. We’d gone to a bunch of places, eating and drinking and shopping and had been pretty open and loud about our shrinking bankroll. We had enough for the gas to go home and an emergency fund which we weren’t going to use because we were responsible and realistic with money. Beyond that we had maybe $$25 for food or whatever on our way home. So it came as a shock when Sam came and told me on our last morning there that we were going out to dinner that night. Penny had told Sam that it was was customary for guests to treat their hosts for all their hospitality and either give them an expensive gift to complement their decor or treat them to a nice meal. Since she was renting, we were taking her out- and she had made the reservation weeks ago. I had never heard of this, but since my parents had no friends and hers didn’t entertain much, we honestly couldn’t say. I resented it from the beginning, because probably more than once a day, Penny had said this this smartass comment about how we should be really happy/thankful about her letting us stay at her place for free instead of having to pay for a hotel. Only, she wasn’t kidding, she meant it. As dinner approached, we realized that we’d have to blow all our money and probably a fair chunk of the emergency fund as well. We were waiting in our club clothes when Penny came out dressed up fancier than I had ever seen her except for senior prom. We both were immediately alarmed and wanted to know exactly where we were going. She said that it was just really the only nice place in town that the kids went to for nice dates, not that it was fancy. Sam asked about her dress and Penny said she just felt like looking nice for a change. Since she was a card carrying tomboy, Sam was sure we were under dressed. We both worked at upscale department stores and had killer wardrobes, so her not telling us that we were going to need a dress outfit was bullshit. On the way, Penny got more and more excited on the way there, telling us about how her friends had all been there and that she hadn’t because she couldn’t afford it. Alarm bells were now ringing in my ears and I was just about to say we shouldn’t go when she said that we’d arrived. She darted into the fanciest French restaurant in that state’s capital! Sam and I looked like Walmart wannabes while Penny flounced up and asked for her reservation. The walls were hung with silk, the chairs were gold leafed, and the prices were . . . I don’t know how to explain it. The menu looked normal on the left side that listed/described the extravagant food, but when I looked at what everything cost? It looked like a price list for diamond rings. Sam and I were stared at each other and quietly began discussing our options. I wanted to leave, just tell Penny that we couldn’t afford it either and that we’d take her somewhere else. Sam would not have that- she said that we’d be fine, spend the emergency money and move on. Penny had to have heard us saying all this, she had put down her menu and was looking at us when we looked up. Sam asked her what she was going to have, since we had realized that our options were based off of what whatever was leftover from her dinner. Surf and turf she said with a smile. The most expensive thing on the menu. Sam insisted that Penny get what she wanted for her dream meal; I insisted that Sam eat a meal, so she got the cheapest sandwich they had. I had a small side salad, Literally the cheapest thing they had. We had just enough for the bill and a miserable tip, which I still feel bad about.
I have probably never been so mad about a person doing something that they knew was wrong and did it anyway because they knew that they would get away with. I was done. That was it for me and Penny. I’m not able to hide my feelings about people who behave like this and she knew that I was angry. She felt that she had every right to be taken out to dinner and get whatever she wanted (I forgot to add that she purposely got the most expensive meal that was meant for 2 so she’d have food for days) and that I was being a bad guest for making her feel uncomfortable about it. She got all snarky about it towards me afterwards- like I cared- but it made trouble for Sam. It also probably made me and Sam end our 4 year relationship, too, or at least it started it. Which was a shame, really, but maybe for the best.
I still think that since she didn’t do anything for us- LITERALLY NOTHING- that we didn’t owe her shit. If she had fed us, at least once, given us something to drink, besides tap water, paid for our show tix, bought us drinks when we were out, Anything besides letting us sleep on her floor, which she kept making such a big deal about- saving us the price of a hotel. Well, we wouldn’t have needed a hotel if she hadn’t been so lonely and begged us to drive 21 hours and spend tons of money to amuse her. Yes we enjoyed it, but we would have had fun by ourselves at home with our friends, without repercussions for borrowing a car and would have had all that money to spend on things at home.

I got my last dreamy some time ago and I haven't really had any reason to decorate in a while. My island is feeling stagnant to me and I'm thinking of flattening the whole area and redoing it with a theme. Problem is, I've narrowed down the list of villagers I want to have to about... 15. It almost feels like picking for a theme is harder than picking dreamies, because I have no emotional attachment to these guys yet. How do I pick just 10?
I see some people talk about the the designs they're working on and the villagers they've selected, then ask for help narrowing down a list to the final selection. But under the comments, all the villagers are praised. Every one is someone's favorite. And other people come in with more recommendations that fit the theme the poster hadn't considered. I feel like if I did this, I'd cross one villager off my list and come out with another half dozen recommendations I like, and be worse off on deciding lol.
So, people who've made this grueling decision before, how did you narrow it down to 10 villagers? If you've requested outside input, does the bombardment of love for all the villagers make it easier or harder to decide?

Hi, I’m arriving in Koh Samui in about a week and two of my friends have their birthdays during our stay there. I’d appreciate any advice on how to make it special, where to get decorations etc.

Raksha Bandhan, commonly known as Rakhi, is a beautiful Indian festival that celebrates the unique bond between brothers and sisters. It’s a day filled with love, care, and the timeless tradition of tying a Rakhi around a brother’s wrist. While there are many elaborate and ornate Rakhi options available, a single Rakhi can be just as meaningful and significant. Here’s why choosing a single Rakhi can be a beautiful way to celebrate Raksha Bandhan and how you can make it special.
The Beauty of Simplicity
A single Rakhi embodies the essence of Raksha Bandhan – the pure and simple bond of love and protection between siblings. Here are some reasons why a single Rakhi can be the perfect choice:

1. Focus on Meaning: A single Rakhi allows you to focus on the true meaning of the festival – the promise of protection and the celebration of the sibling bond. Without the distraction of excessive decorations, the simplicity of a single Rakhi can often be more heartfelt.
2. Elegance and Grace: Sometimes, less is more. A single Rakhi can be elegant and graceful, reflecting a timeless aesthetic that emphasizes quality over quantity.
3. Personal Connection: A single Rakhi can be personalized to reflect your brother’s personality and your unique relationship. It can carry a deeper personal connection that mass-produced, ornate Rakhis might lack.
4. Eco-Friendly: Choosing a single, simple Rakhi can also be an eco-friendly choice. It reduces waste and encourages mindful consumption, aligning with sustainable living practices.

Choosing the Perfect Single Rakhi
When selecting a single Rakhi, consider the following options to find one that best suits your brother:

1. Traditional Thread Rakhi: A simple Mauli or Kalava thread Rakhi, often used in Hindu rituals, is traditional and holds spiritual significance. It represents the sacred bond and is ideal for those who appreciate classic styles.
2. Beaded Rakhi: A single beaded Rakhi can be stylish yet simple. Choose beads in your brother’s favorite color or ones that carry a particular meaning, such as pearls for purity or rudraksha for spiritual protection.
3. Silver or Gold Plated Rakhi: A single Rakhi with a silver or gold-plated centerpiece can add a touch of sophistication. These Rakhis are durable and can be kept as a cherished keepsake.
4. Personalized Rakhi: Consider a single Rakhi with a personalized touch, such as an initial or name engraved on it. This adds a special significance and makes the Rakhi unique to your bond.
5. Handmade Rakhi: A handmade Rakhi can be simple yet profoundly meaningful. Crafting the Rakhi yourself adds a personal touch and shows the effort and love you’ve put into the gift.

Making Raksha Bandhan Special with a Single Rakhi

1. Thoughtful Presentation: Present the single Rakhi in a beautiful way. Use a decorated Rakhi thali (plate) with a small diya (lamp), roli (red powder), chawal (rice grains), and sweets. This traditional presentation enhances the ritual’s significance.
2. Heartfelt Message: Include a heartfelt letter or card with the Rakhi. Express your feelings, share cherished memories, and let your brother know how much he means to you. Your words can make the single Rakhi even more special.
3. Complement with Gifts: Pair the single Rakhi with a thoughtful gift. It could be something your brother has been wanting, a book, a gadget, or a personalized item that holds sentimental value.
4. Celebrate Together: Spend quality time with your brother. Whether it’s sharing a meal, watching a movie, or going for a walk, the time spent together can make the day memorable.
5. Virtual Celebration: If you and your brother are apart, consider a virtual celebration. Send the single Rakhi by mail and perform the Rakhi tying ceremony over a video call. This keeps the tradition alive despite the distance.

A single Rakhi from Rakhi.com is a beautiful way to celebrate Raksha Bandhan, emphasizing the purity and simplicity of the sibling bond. It allows you to focus on the true essence of the festival – love, protection, and mutual respect. By choosing a single Rakhi, you can create a meaningful and memorable Raksha Bandhan celebration that honors the special relationship you share with your brother. This Raksha Bandhan, let the simplicity of a single Rakhi convey your heartfelt emotions and make the day truly special.

Raksha Bandhan, commonly known as Rakhi, is a cherished Indian festival celebrating the bond of love, protection, and mutual respect between brothers and sisters. Among the many types of Rakhis available, Rudraksha Rakhi holds a special significance due to its spiritual and protective properties. Here’s everything you need to know about Rudraksha Rakhi and why it makes an excellent choice for this special occasion.
The Significance of Rudraksha
Rudraksha beads are seeds from the fruit of the Rudraksha tree (Elaeocarpus ganitrus), which is primarily found in the Himalayan region, Indonesia, and Nepal. According to Hindu mythology, Rudraksha beads are believed to have originated from the tears of Lord Shiva, making them sacred and powerful. These beads are known for their spiritual, physical, and mental benefits.
Why Choose Rudraksha Rakhi?

1. Spiritual Protection: Rudraksha beads are believed to provide protection against negative energies and evil spirits. Tying a Rudraksha Rakhi signifies not only a sister’s love but also her prayers for her brother’s safety and well-being.
2. Health Benefits: Rudraksha is known to have therapeutic properties. It is said to reduce stress, lower blood pressure, and enhance concentration and mental clarity. Wearing a Rudraksha Rakhi can contribute to the overall health and well-being of the wearer.
3. Symbol of Strength and Peace: Rudraksha is often associated with strength, tranquility, and resilience. Gifting a Rudraksha Rakhi symbolizes the sister’s wish for her brother to be strong and at peace in all aspects of life.
4. Eco-Friendly Choice: Rudraksha beads are natural and biodegradable, making Rudraksha Rakhi an eco-friendly option. It aligns with sustainable living practices and shows a commitment to preserving nature.

Types of Rudraksha Rakhi

1. Single Bead Rudraksha Rakhi: This is the simplest form, featuring a single Rudraksha bead in the center of the Rakhi. It’s elegant and carries the essential spiritual benefits.
2. Multi-Bead Rudraksha Rakhi: This Rakhi features multiple Rudraksha beads, often combined with other decorative elements like metal charms, colored threads, and beads. It adds a touch of style while retaining its spiritual essence.
3. Rudraksha with Gemstones: Combining Rudraksha with gemstones such as turquoise, amethyst, or jade enhances the Rakhi's aesthetic appeal and introduces additional metaphysical properties.
4. Rudraksha Bracelet Rakhi: This style combines the traditional Rakhi with a modern bracelet design. It can be worn even after the festival, serving as a constant reminder of the sibling bond.

How to Celebrate Raksha Bandhan with Rudraksha Rakhi

1. Rakhi Selection: Choose a Rudraksha Rakhi that resonates with your brother’s personality and preferences. Consider the type and design that he would appreciate and be comfortable wearing.
2. Personalized Touch: Add a personal touch to the Rudraksha Rakhi by including a heartfelt note or a customized charm. This can make the Rakhi more special and memorable.
3. Rituals and Prayers: Perform the Rakhi tying ceremony with traditional rituals. Begin with an Aarti (a ceremonial prayer), apply a Tilak (a mark on the forehead) on your brother’s forehead, tie the Rudraksha Rakhi on his wrist, and exchange sweets.
4. Gifts and Tokens of Love: Complement the Rudraksha Rakhi with a thoughtful gift. It could be something he has been wanting for a while or a personalized item that holds sentimental value.
5. Virtual Celebration: If you and your brother are miles apart, consider celebrating Raksha Bandhan virtually. Send the Rudraksha Rakhi via post or courier and perform the rituals over a video call. This keeps the spirit of the festival alive despite the distance.

Rudraksha Rakhi from Rakhi.com is more than just a thread; it’s a symbol of spiritual protection, health, and well-being. It combines traditional values with modern sensibilities, making it a perfect choice for celebrating Raksha Bandhan. By tying a Rudraksha Rakhi, sisters not only express their love and care but also bestow their brothers with the blessings of strength, peace, and protection. This Raksha Bandhan, choose a Rudraksha Rakhi to honor the sacred bond you share with your sibling, creating lasting memories and reinforcing the spiritual connection.

Introduction: In the ever-evolving construction landscape, innovation is pivotal in shaping the materials and techniques to create durable, efficient, and sustainable buildings. Among these innovations, sandwich panels have emerged as a versatile solution, revolutionizing building structures. In this blog, we delve into the manufacturing process of sandwich panels, exploring the intricacies and advancements driving the industry forward.
Understanding Sandwich Panels: Sandwich panels consist of three layers: two outer skins and a core material sandwiched between them. These panels offer a unique combination of strength, insulation, and versatility, making them ideal for a wide range of construction applications.
Materials: The outer skins of sandwich panels are typically steel, aluminum, or fiberglass. These materials provide structural integrity and protection against external elements. The core material, on the other hand, varies depending on the desired properties of the panel. Typical core materials include expanded polystyrene (EPS), polyurethane (PU), mineral wool, and aluminum honeycomb.
Manufacturing Process: The manufacturing process of sandwich panels involves several key steps, each contributing to the final product's quality and performance.

1. Core Material Preparation: The first step is preparing the core material. This involves shaping, cutting, and processing the core material to the desired specifications. For example, EPS and PU cores may be molded or cut into panels of the required size and thickness.
2. Skin Preparation: Next, the outer skins are prepared. This may involve coating steel or aluminum sheets with protective coatings or applying decorative finishes. The skins are then cut to size according to the panel's dimensions.
3. Assembly: Once the core and skins are prepared, they are assembled into a sandwich structure. This is typically done using specialized machinery that ensures precise alignment and bonding of the layers.
4. Bonding: Bonding is a critical step in the manufacturing process. Adhesives or bonding agents are applied to the surfaces of the core and skins to create a strong bond between the layers. This ensures structural integrity and prevents delamination.
5. Curing: After bonding, the panels are cured to fully allow the adhesive to set and bond the layers together. This may involve subjecting the panels to heat or pressure in a controlled environment.

Quality Control: Quality control measures are implemented throughout the manufacturing process to ensure that the panels meet the required standards and specifications. This may involve testing the panels' strength, insulation properties, and dimensional accuracy.
Innovations: Advancements in technology have led to several innovations in the manufacturing of sandwich panels. For example, robotic automation has enabled faster and more precise panel assembly, reducing production times and costs. Additionally, developing new materials and adhesives has resulted in panels with enhanced properties, such as improved fire resistance and thermal insulation.
Applications: Sandwich panels find applications in various sectors of the construction industry, including residential, commercial, industrial, and institutional buildings. They are used for walls, roofs, floors, and partitions, offering energy efficiency, durability, and design flexibility.
Conclusion: The manufacturing of sandwich panels is a complex process that requires careful attention to detail and adherence to quality standards. With ongoing advancements in materials, technology, and manufacturing techniques, sandwich panels continue to evolve, offering innovative solutions for modern construction challenges. As the demand for sustainable and efficient building materials grows, sandwich panels are poised to play an increasingly important role in shaping the future of construction.

Raksha Bandhan is a festival that beautifully celebrates the bond of love and protection between brothers and sisters. Among the various types of Rakhis available, Golden Rakhis stand out for their elegance, richness, and the sense of prosperity they convey. Choosing a Golden Rakhi for your brother can add a touch of luxury and significance to the celebrations. Here’s a guide to understanding the appeal of Golden Rakhis and how to make this Raksha Bandhan truly special.
The Appeal of Golden Rakhis

1. Elegance and Sophistication: Golden Rakhis are known for their elegant and sophisticated designs. They often feature intricate patterns and delicate craftsmanship, making them a beautiful accessory that your brother can cherish.
2. Symbolism of Prosperity: Gold has long been associated with wealth, success, and good fortune. Gifting a Golden Rakhi symbolizes your wishes for your brother’s prosperity and well-being.
3. Versatility: Golden Rakhis can be both traditional and modern. They can incorporate various elements such as beads, pearls, and gemstones, making them versatile and suitable for brothers of all ages and styles.

Types of Golden Rakhis

1. Traditional Golden Rakhis: These Rakhis often feature classic designs with traditional motifs like Om, Swastika, or Lord Ganesha. They reflect cultural heritage and are perfect for brothers who appreciate timeless designs.
2. Modern Golden Rakhis: Incorporating contemporary elements and sleek designs, these Rakhis are ideal for brothers who prefer a modern and stylish look. They might include minimalist patterns or geometric shapes.
3. Beaded and Stone-studded Golden Rakhis: These Rakhis combine the richness of gold with the beauty of beads and gemstones. They add an extra layer of elegance and are perfect for festive occasions.
4. Personalized Golden Rakhis: Add a personal touch with customized Golden Rakhis that include initials, names, or special messages. These Rakhis make the bond even more unique and memorable.

Choosing the Perfect Golden Rakhi
When selecting a Golden Rakhi, consider the following factors to ensure it’s the perfect choice:

1. Design Preference: Think about your brother’s style and preferences. Whether he likes traditional motifs or modern designs, choose a Rakhi that he will appreciate and wear proudly.
2. Quality and Craftsmanship: Look for Rakhis that are well-crafted with attention to detail. High-quality materials and craftsmanship ensure that the Rakhi will last and be cherished for years.
3. Comfort: Ensure that the Rakhi is comfortable to wear. It should be lightweight and smooth to prevent any irritation on the wrist.

Enhancing the Rakhi Celebration
To make Raksha Bandhan even more special, consider these tips:

1. Rakhi with Gifts: Pair the Golden Rakhi with a thoughtful gift. Consider items that complement the elegance of the Rakhi, such as a classy wristwatch, a stylish wallet, or a piece of gold-plated jewelry.
2. Personalized Messages: Include a heartfelt letter or card with your Rakhi. Express your love, memories, and best wishes for your brother. A personal message adds emotional value to the gift.
3. Decorated Thali: Present the Rakhi on a beautifully decorated thali that includes sweets, chocolates, and other treats. A festive thali enhances the overall presentation and adds to the celebratory mood.
4. Special Treats: Prepare or buy your brother’s favorite sweets or snacks. Delicious treats can make the celebration more enjoyable and memorable.

Caring for Golden Rakhis
To keep Golden Rakhis in good condition, follow these simple tips:

1. Avoid Water: Keep the Rakhi dry to prevent tarnishing or damage to the gold finish.
2. Gentle Handling: Handle the Rakhi gently to avoid bending or breaking any delicate parts.
3. Proper Storage: Store the Rakhi in a dry place, preferably in a jewelry box, to preserve its shine and quality.

A Golden Rakhi from Rakhi.com is more than just a thread; it’s a radiant symbol of love, prosperity, and the cherished bond between siblings. Whether you choose a traditional design or a modern piece, the essence of gifting a Golden Rakhi remains the same – expressing your heartfelt wishes for your brother’s success and happiness. This Raksha Bandhan, let the elegance and significance of a Golden Rakhi light up your celebrations and create lasting memories. Celebrate the enduring bond with a touch of gold, making this festival a truly special one for both you and your brother.

Hello! I feel like I might be reaching my limits with this game - would really appreciate some gentle hints! I want to keep trying but I'm just completely stuck now..! 😭
I've just finished collecting all the eggs without hints today, proud of that :D But the rest escapes me... I've had just a glance at the posts here and HELLO? There's so much more I'm still missing - like what on earth is that neon paint (Edit: got it.... ohh my god I'm gonna have to walk around the whole map again lol) I've seen in some posts... This is why I'm here, I don't wanna spoil too much for myself by just browsing so I'd rather ask..!
PLEASE don't give me direct answers, hints are so much better! :')
Endgame spoilers below! I kept any pictures further down in the thread but beware - couldn't figure out how to spoilertag pictures.
I have: Beat the boss manticore, got the multi-bubble wand, got the remote, hamster wheel, bouncy ball, (among all the easy to find things like frisbee, slinky etc.) and found 2 secret rabbits - the one disguised as a duck with the flute code, and the one at the beginning of the map, on the ledge. I've also check-marked every single room in the map that I could access, after trying my best to thoroughly check if there's anything at all that stands out to me..! These are the things I've found but can't understand:

1. I've put the 65th egg in the incubator - needless to say the manticore respawning is not the reward I wanted or expected, not the horrors again!! 😭 I can't save with phones while it's following me, so it must be that I have to take it somewhere... But I can't figure out where. I tried the big 3d ring thing behind my house. I've tried the dog/wolf spirit to see if they'll fight each other. Tried the cave bear, tried the big bat (later realised I can scare it off with multiple firecrackers, that took me way too long lol), I've also noticed the manticore-coded chained boxes (like the dog and mouse ones) in that final stretch of the map, the hidden ones behind some breakable tiles? But the hamster wheel platform next to them let me move them, so I assumed it's a metaphor that I'm the manticore..? Idk. (I've seen the me/seedling-coded boxes too, I think that's where one of the secret rabbits was, which is why the manticore-coded boxes are throwing me off...) Couldn't do anything there with the manticore though... I've also taken it to the flower I/my little guy/the seedling (idk what it is tbh) was born from, the lynx/cat mama, the eggs bird... No clue what else to try 😭
2. There's a circular recess I couldn't figure out - I understood the kangaroo one, it has firecracker flowers growing next to it, but what do I do with the fish one? All I can see is fish pointing up with sparkly eyes. I've tried giving the bubble fish the ball to play with, I've tried figuring out if that dolphin(?) is giving me some sort of flute code but it didn't look like it, didn't seem like I could use anything for the seahorse either, really no clue where to get the key for the fish circular recess. Yep, needed the last match stick to get to this one...! On my way to slot it in now 👀
3. I was given a stopwatch after the first manticore, but I can't see it in my inventory and have no idea what it's for... Is this something I shouldn't worry about for now? Got an answer that this just shows the time in the pause menu!
4. I've noticed the stone pillars? Runestones? Those little stone thingies in the backgrounds all over the map that have a symbol from the map-markers at the top, and 1-5 dots at the bottom. I've been noting them down, but please tell me if I'm on the right track - does the game expect me to use the correct map-marker icons for each stone I found and mark them on the map with that specific symbol, 5 of each? I've only used flame icons to mark them initially cause I was using other symbols for other things, but now with most of the map filled out I could make do without them. But I don't want to walk around the whole map again marking them off if I'm completely off-base here. Not a clue what they're for.
5. Is there a point to putting the M. disc back down below? I'm surprised I can take it out of the shrine and re-summon the dog/wolf spirit, that's sus. Can it be taken anywhere else? I thought this would have been the circular recess thing but nope :/ Now it's just sitting in the bottom shrine.
6. Is the monkey with baby monkey throwing rocks at me just a decoration/flavour? Suspicious!
7. That bear that retreats to the cave - decoration, or something? I've tried using everything in my inventory on it... Suspicious!
8. WHERE IS THE LAST MATCH STICK!!! I get a feeling that I should be able to finally get through glass if I light the last candle, but I haven't been able to find the last match stick! 😭 I have some areas with no other access than through glass marked off to visit, I just know it'll let me go through glass at some point and I'm heavily leaning towards candle completion... But WHERE IS THAT DAMN MATCH STICK 😭 It was the near starting area one, my gamer pride is sooo hurt by this lol :'D
9. Giraffe statue right before the room with a couple of guards... Is it anything? Seems like a big and significant statue for just flavour, but I haven't even seen giraffes in the game... Suspicious!
10. Statue of three green penguins just before the water domain - anything there? Suspicious!
11. ~~Another thing I saw in someone else's post was warp codes...plural?? I immediately got the home warp code which takes you where all the teleports are, from the fish "singing" below, that felt great and reminded me of my fav game, Tunic! ;W; 💖 But where on earth are people getting the other ones from?? ~~(< I keep trying to strike this out but reddit's flipping out on me) Aha, now that I got my last match stick, and in turn, the new light, I've found another warp immediately... So I guess the rest can be found with the UV light, too... Also I can see why it would have been so much easier to find all the eggs with the light, fml, that was so much trial and error without it :'D
12. There's a room full of crows not far from where the duck-secret-rabbit faces flute code is. Initially I actually thought the code was for them because of the bird in the picture next to the face codes... What do I do with those crows, if anything? There's a lot of them sitting on 4 separate branches/shelves - I've tried playing multiple versions of flute notes, like how many crows are on each branch, didn't get anywhere.
13. There's a tiny grid hidden under the LED bunny neon sign area... A 4x4 grid with 1-4 dots on each side. Absolutely not a clue what this is, man, not even a single thought. Been told this needed a whole bunch of players to solve, gonna leave it for when I'm at my complete limit and start looking things up!
14. Is this anything? I noticed the other savegame icons have slightly different seeds, like these, but... surely I'm not expected to make more savegames?

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1. The skull pile blocking a chest, where the faces flute code is explained. Threw everything I had at it. Tried playing flute notes depending on which way the skulls are facing. Nada. That chest is taunting me. I'M SO GLAD I ASKED, this would have driven me nuts, been told this needs a deathless run to open!
   
2. There are two remote-controllable walls in this spot, but no remote control tower... It's in the other room, but that's not helpful. I can't access it from that room on the right either cause it's just a wall. How do I get in there??
   

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no remote tower in this room (left)
wall in this one, but has remote tower (right)

1. Two questions about the below: is the big garden pot just a decoration? Okay would have never figured it out on my own lol, but has anyone found where to use the directions the barcode gives? Not sure how to "scan" it myself.

And what I've circled in particular - I noticed the exact same thing next to the duck-secret-rabbit... Am I looking into it too much? It feels like nothing in this game is accidental, so I'm always sus... :')
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1. Are the pillars here a flute code? Same for the ones in the turtle room - initially I started playing the flute to play numbers corresponding to how tall each pillar is, but the turtles just came out as soon as I started playing, and didn't seem to react to me playing anything specific. What about here? Do I need to write down a sequence of them from the leftmost shore and play the full thing?

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1. I have some sort of a key in my bag. Can't remember where I got it... No clue what it's for, or if I've used it before..!

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1. I'm sure the huge clock behind my house is meant to do something, it has doors and all... But no clue. I was there on the hour and just saw the little bird come out, (feels like there's some sort of purpose to time, but I haven't picked up on anything yet, initially thought that's when the kangaroo switches areas...) and I can see there's a few "000"s above the doors... That's about it... The only thought so far is that maybe characters from other savegames can come through here, but that seems VERY far-fetched, and not sure what purpose that would have... I also feel like I'm too early to figure out the clock, and the big 3d ring, before figuring out the rest. Should I not worry about it for now? Been told clock is for speedrunner rewards!

I... think that's it??? Sorry for the wall of text, if I can get some gentle hints on any of these I'd be grateful - I'll come back and edit the post to strike out what I've figured out, if anything. I know people on the Tunic sub like helping each other out with hints, feels like this game should have a very similar crowd, by the looks of it :D
THANKS IN ADVANCE! ♥

My gf and i have been together for 5 months and things are pretty rocky right now. Especially now actually, because she said she wanted to go on a break until she returns from her trip in 2.5 weeks. The reason is because I did not blow up her phone at 12 AM last night saying happy birthday or say happy birthday to her in the early morning. Keep in mind this week I have finals and as an engineering major I have to make sure i focus really hard and pass my courses. Instead I said happy birthday at 2 PM (her time 4PM), when i woke up from a late night study sesh. She then texted me saying she was really really upset and that my effort did not match her idea of effort.
The kicker is because she left on her trip on Saturday, I celebrated her birthday with her on friday. I bought her a birthday tiara, then a gift she said she wanted from her “list” and set up a whole surprise thingy from my trunk with lots of balloons and decorations and some flowers. I tried my best because money for me is really tight right now. But I spent 1 week doing all that, and it was a lot of effort from me. I also brought her out to eat and had a outing with her. And as someone who never celebrated my birthday, i didn’t know what to put together and it was really out of my comfort zone but i really enjoyed putting it together and i thought she would really like it!
But apparently that was not good enough. Today she said to me she wished i put a note inside or made it more sentimental since i couldn’t afford what she really wanted. She said what she really wanted wasn’t what she mentioned in her “list” but something else. To put it simply, she thinks my gift was not birthday worthy because what i gave her was a regular gift you give when you think of someone when you’re out and about. Essentially this girl expects me to read her mind or in between the lines. But unfortunately i am not a psychic. There’s just so many rules to this relationship.
In addition to that she compared me to her friends and all the things they’ve done for her on her birthday, like order food to her hotel or spam her phone at 12 AM. Or someone who drove 3 hours to see her where she is right now. I just think it’s so unfair how she expects me to do all these things and compares me to her friends. I’m trying my best. I also already celebrated your birthday 3 days ago!!! Especially since she said her love language is acts of service, I try my best to fulfill that! I didn’t know it was gift giving too!
I am really upset and just so exhausted with this relationship. It feels like nothing i can do will be good enough. And if i try to defend myself, she says I invalidate her feelings. I’m almost at the point where i won’t even defend myself and explain my side and feelings anymore because she will just say i am making it all about me and invalidating her feelings. So, where do i go from here?

Introduction:
In home design and interior design, there are few things as coveted as the perfect wardrobe. A well-designed closet not only adds functionality to your living space but also brings some luxury and order to your daily routine. In recent years the concept of modular wardrobes has gained increasing popularity due to their flexibility, customization options and efficient use of space In this comprehensive guide we will delve into the world of modular wardrobes, exploring design ideas, organizational advice and measuring benefits Helps create a dream incorporation
Understanding modular wardrobe:
Modular wardrobes are customizable storage solutions that consist of individual units or modules that can be assembled and configured to your specific needs and preferences Unlike traditional closets with fixed shelves and rods, modular wardrobes offer versatility and adaptability, so that you you closet -Allows you to customize every inch of the space
Building your own modular wardrobe:
Consider your storage needs, aesthetic preferences, and available space when designing a modular wardrobe. Start by analyzing your clothing collection and accessories to determine the storage solution you need. Whether you need more hanging space, shelves for shoes and handbags, or drawers for folded items, the modular wardrobe can be configured to suit storage needs.
Next, consider the layout and layout of your wardrobe. Divide the space by storing different items, such as tops, bottoms, clothes, shoes, and accessories. Add features like adjustable shelves, sliding drawers and pull-out racks to maximize accessibility and organization. In addition, consider adding lighting to illuminate items in your wardrobe and maximize visibility.
Options and Finishes:
Choosing the right materials and finishes is important to get the look and feel of your modular wardrobe that you want. Choose high-quality materials that are durable and easy to use, such as manufactured wood, laminate, or metal. Consider the beauty of your existing furniture and decor to ensure that your style matches your overall furniture.
When it comes to finishing touches, look for ways to find the right addition to your wardrobe. From slick lacquers, matte textures to wood veneers and glass accents, the possibilities are endless. Experiment with different finishes for visual appeal and customize your wardrobe to reflect your unique style.
Making space more efficient:
One of the main advantages of modular cabinets is their ability to make space more efficient in any situation, whether you have a small apartment or walk-in closet or to make the most of your closet space, use vertical storage solutions like tall cabinets use and wall-mounted shelves. Consider adding organization and accessories such as wrapping paper, jewelry trays and belt buckles to make small items beautifully organized and easily accessible
Incorporate smart storage solutions such as pull-out baskets, rotating carousels, multi-level hangers to optimize any space in your closet Furthermore, use corner units and modular components with adjustable layouts to make your storage layout to suit your specific needs.
Managing your modular wardrobe:
Establish a regular cleaning and maintenance schedule to keep your modular wardrobe looking its best. Dust and wipe surfaces regularly to prevent the accumulation of dirt and debris. Use appropriate decorating materials and techniques based on the accessories you use to decorate your clothes and how they finish your wardrobe.
Periodically review and reorganize your wardrobe to reduce and purge items you no longer need or need. Give away or sell clothes and accessories that are in good condition but serve no purpose in your wardrobe. By keeping your modular closet organized and maintained, you can enjoy a clutter-free and functional storage solution for years to come.
Conclusion:
Modular wardrobe offers endless possibilities to create stylish, organized and efficient storage solutions to suit your specific needs and interests. By paying attention to the design, choosing the right materials and finishes, optimizing the space, and consistently maintaining your wardrobe, you can reap the benefits of a stored closet so beautifully enhancing your daily routine and elevating the beauty of your home.