It doesn’t happen immediately, although, it does it within a few days. I thought I’d attack my crispy hair problem with moisturizing shampoos and conditioners that were too damaging to my hair before; but, now, may perfectly moisturize accordingly. It helped? A little. In a more, it’s got a sheen that is clearly matted down like a wet mop, kind of way. Whoa not good.
As I’m over-moisturizing my skin aggressively too, I’ve learned – through google (rolling eyes that this is my only go-to) – that only masks the problems and makes the dry skin worse. Uh.. what? Dampness equating to MORE withered husk.Wonderful.
Come on, flakey skin!
Does that make any sense to anyone…
Alternatively, I tried another “remedy” to my pipe cleaner strands from hell. Oils. Rubbing the scalp with argan, coconut, and even caster oils is supposed to assist.
Um… Nope. Just sopping oils dripping from my scalp. *frustrated sigh
Depending on the source, hard water is not a health hazard and then it can be a health hazard. Ummm… so is it? Or isn’t it?
One will never know unless they test the arsenic level in the hard water. Yup, you read correctly… Arsenic level. Interesting stuff, no?
Ugh. Great, now my water is trying to kill me out here in the sticks. Dramatic much?
“While some studies suggest a correlation between hard water and lower cardiovascular disease mortality, other studies do not suggest a correlation. The National Research Council states that results at this time are inconclusive and recommends that further studies should be conducted.” (source: water-research.net)
PSA Announcement, Ladies and Gents..
Cardiovascular disease mortality.
Gotta love the perks of this hard water thing. Or not thing.
Facebook is a wonderful and useful tool to communicate, stay in touch with friends, family and fans. It’s also great for businesses to advertise their products. Except when you have a “gray account.”
Now, I’m not talking about the gray and blue badged checkmarks for authenticated accounts for celebrities or major corporations that Facebook utilizes to identify social significance over one to the other.
What I’m talking about is the SIX year old problem that there is NO DIRECT SOLUTION. A least, there is no useful solution to remedy this issue within the FB help center, or online with google, nor on any blogs I could find.
HOW DO YOU END UP HERE?? Years ago, Facebook did this thing that asked you to switch your personal account into a business and/or brand account. Which I did. Then, it forced you to create another personal account that helped “manage” that business/brand account. Somewhere along the way, you were no longer able to access the ability to use messenger to engage with your fans and customers, nor were you allowed to create advertisements. I wanted to share what I learned recently (circa June 2018) how I fixed this complication which, by the way, had been halting all but my posting schedules and business interactions on Facebook.
First things first. How do you know you have a gray account? Facebook will give you a popup display that tells you when you attempt to messenger, create an ad, or you find yourself going around in circles while trying to function with your account in any way.
Secondly, how did you even get a “gray account?” When FB was updating and forcing folks into these new “streamlined” ways of nonsense, it created this thing called a shared login account. A shared login account, or gray account, simply means you are using one email for both your personal account and your business/brand page. So, we roll with the changes and then we end up here… in this pickle of a jar.
So how do we fix it? Simple. Follow the steps below. I couldn’t find any help for LITERALLY years and I was stuck without answers. And you know what? It wasn’t a complicated solution!!! Yet, there were no articles, help pages or anyone who could help me with this. So, here you go… Instructional video included. *wink
How To Fix A Gray Account
Create a new personal profile using an email different from your business/brand page. Facebook will send you a confirmation email so ensure you confirm.
Login to your business manager. Create one if you don’t have on already. This manages your pages/ads. You’ll then add the newly created personal account. (business.facebook.com)
Login to your business/brand page, add a page manager with the newly created personal account.
Go to the Facebook App on your phone. Click the old personal profile. Click settings. Scroll down to the bottom to the deactivate account option. Deactivate account. Facebook will send confirmation email for this also letting you know it will be permanently deleted in 14 days. Do not login to the old account during this time, as it will reactivate the account and you will have to go through the deletion process again. (You can likely do this set of steps on your computer; but, I couldn’t. I had to use the app.)
Voila! You are done. Now you can go and login to your newly created personal account, that uses a new email from your business page and manage your business/brand page, create ads, boost posts, and message again.
You want to sit around. Watch a movie with your family. Maybe eat some popcorn. But, a centipede is intruding via hair follicles.
*____________________ insert screams of horror here*
The centipede was literally hanging onto a mane of hair. How it even got there. No one knows. (Quite possibly from our brief need of oxygen escape from dad’s barking tarantula?) Nevertheless, it creepily crawled off and roamed on over to my hunny bunny’s hand and began nibbling. He jumps up. Followed by the rest of us hopping up. Screaming. In horror.
“Something bit me!”
What? No way!
It’s a centipede. Oh God.
Stunned, with everyone posted up on the back of couches, benches and ottomans, there’s a panic. Where’d it go? (more horrified screaming)
Either way, I’m not sleeping in this bed until the centipede defense team comes and kills that bastard.
Shake out all the pillows. Check.
Sheets and blankets. Check.
Under the bed?
At least, nothing at first glance anyway…
After trolling around with a flashlight in tow, there’s no sight of this little f***er and we’re all starting to worry even more because, there’ll definitely be no sleeping with that creepy crawly moseying around all willy nilly.
Check toward the headboard.
It scuttled across the floor… into my slipper.
No dice. Upon being whacked with a can of Hot Shot bug spray – that was clearly not being used properly and additionally using the lid of the ToGo cup to try to guide it… uh… anywhere – it was flung back under the bed.
I drop to my stomach by the foot of the bed, with the flashlight and am scoping hard for this vermin. And there he was. Climbing alongside the inside of the bed frame. Gosh, that thing moved so grossly.
Find a stick. Fling him off again.
We could lose it forever. Let’s think more clearly.
We grabbed a straw from a to-go cup. Good choice!
Well, we didn’t have a stick anyway. So it’s kicked off with the straw and crawling around for dear life. He crawls back toward the darker corners of the bed, near the headboard. Lost him again.
1. 2. 3….. group effort. We pull the bed away from the wall.
Where the hell is it?
Sneaky little nuisance….
BAM. Got eyes on it.
Pull the bunk further. Check.
Now, we got it. Hot Shot spray can device, stat.
Oh dear God, it’s still moving. With high intensity intention.
Time to use the Hot Shot can’s alternative use, and I bet you didn’t realize until today…
Is now a baton in which we came down on that bugger with the rim of the can’s bottom.
Oh my goodness. It’s still moving. And now there’s two separated parts of it moving. In opposite directions. Do these things multiply and clone? Freaking out!
Seriously. Why won’t this thing die.
We then proceed to use the bug spray for it’s intended use and drizzle the poison at the centipede. Well, both moving centipedes now, until it – I mean, they – seem to slow its pace. We grab our handy dandy insect transporter – the aforementioned ToGo Cup – and scoop that thing into it. Finally.
For whatever reason, and I’m not a centipede/bug expert, this thing keeps moving inside our insect transporter for another hour or so.
One of the kids says, “hey, let’s feed it to the Vinegaroon! These are the kind of bugs they eat.”
Um, well, the centipede is now soaked in a deadly chemical. I like where you’re going with this… but, let’s scratch that thought.
Maybe not the best idea to feed the arachnid scorpion eater with a toxic centipede.
Moral of the story? Theres a moral? Not likely. Anyway, the bugs here are out of control but there no match for my band of super heroes….