The top one was shot in black and white, I think I only did minor light adjustments if any at all. I am proud of that one.
Today Mr. L is home so here is my list of Great things on Friday!
1. Found this illustration on Etsy and HAD to have it, it reminds me of when Mr. L and I first met. ;-) It will be framed and put in our bedroom
2. The sun is out, and it is WARM. Nap all day weather
3. I can buy a macro lens
4. I have a bathing suit suitable for public and I am going to start swimming this summer for fitness. Being a mermaid is fun.
5. three day weekends are very nice!
6. I can see things that have been sitting in corners of my house, that I have not "seen" in years. They need to go.
7. Photography class next weekend!! although I am a bit nervous, I will not know anybody this time...
8. Cold Smoothie for breakfast
9. fan blowing cool air across my back
10. enjoying reading again
11. have been lazy all week, laying on the couch cuddling with Mr. Bones. I really can't believe he is still alive. His appetite is slowing, and his legs are much weaker, but he still refuses to die. Stubborn old man Kitty! I love him.
12. the sunburn on my arms and chest has decided to fade into a tan, my face has decided to peal... not so cute.
13. I am so grateful I can post something like I did yesterday and you neighbors read and accept my views with Love. Thanks, after writing it I felt a little anxious. I never want to offend anyone with my experience and beliefs. I thank you for your open minds, and I will give you my own open mind in return.
XO
Happy holiday weekend all, be careful out there!
As most of you know I was raised a Jehovah's Witness. I was never baptized and stopped attending the kingdom hall when I was in my teens. I still have many family members who are Jehova's Witnesses, Grandparents, Aunts Uncles, Cousins, second cousins, etc. Granny wants to save me so she has kept me in the loop, hoping one day I would return to the "truth" as they call it.
I was quite bitter for many years thinking of all the ways I felt this inclusive religion robbed me of living a normal life. When I was a kid, I just wanted to fit in, I blamed it on the religion. While that did not help, I had many other reasons why I did not fit in. In fact I did not fit in with many in my congregation, including family members. I am no longer bitter, I respect those who have deep religious views, I may not agree, but I respect their right to create that structure for their own life. It is just not needed in my own, and that is okay.
When asked about the beliefs of the Jehovah's Witnesses I would answer blindly,giving the answers I was taught to give, even being quite protective of the beliefs. It was never strange to me when I was a kid, it was just how it was. God was going to destroy the Earth at some point and save all the Jehovah's witnesses. He will also resurrect all those who have died before Armageddon (everybody! From ancient times to whenever Armageddon happens, talk about overpopulation) and he was going to give these newly awakened people a choice, to live in God's new paradise as a Jehovah's witness where Lambs and children play in fields with lions (apparently they will also be vegetarians because there will be no more prey or hunters and hunted) or to return to the earth. This was what I recited as a child, and continued to recite as an adult, I don't think I ever really thought about it until recently. I mean the whole Paradise on Earth thing, really?, everybody will live forever all those who have died before us will be brought back to life, plus people will continue having babies. The earth will need to be re sized after Armageddon, the current size will just not work. Also Jehovah's witnesses are Ok with eating meat, if they really thought about the whole no predator thing then they will realize, WE humans are predators when we eat meat.
It has been a few years since my granny has "witnessed" to me. It makes visits much more enjoyable. I always felt a bit of guilt for betraying her beliefs by becoming Worldly. I just could not live in the JW world. That life was not what I was meant for.
Yesterday while fetching my mail, I noticed a tract slipped into my screen door. I recognized the End of the world illustrations quickly. It was from a Jehovah's Witness, they had not knocked, they read my sign on my door and listened. (It is always an awkward conversation. I usually know them, and I know what they are going to say. ) I read the large print on the front
"HOW CAN YOU SURVIVE THE END OF THE WORLD?
You are warmly invited to come and listen to the answer."
It is promoting the convention. A Three day weekend at the Tacoma Dome where there are talks (sermons) all day long... Oh my goodness. It is the most tedious thing as a kid with ADD to sit and listen. I mostly drew in the notebook I was supposed to be taking important life saving notes in. I would start at one end of the tacoma dome and count how many red shirts I could see in the crowd. I would sleep on the aluminum benches not meant for comfort, then switch to the concrete floor below the bench. I lived for Lunchtime. When my friends and I could walk around and flirt with boys from other halls. Well not actually flirt, but look and talk about who was cute and who was not. Each day a new crush to stalk around the upper levels of the dome. I never once talked to these cute boys, just followed them around a little. Then back to our seats for more talks. sigh...
When I really read the tract headline I saw it for what it was for the first time. It shocked me at just how obsurd this concept was. (sorry to anyone who is offended) I defended this concept for so many years without a second thought. I knew I did not believe in it I just did not know to what extent. It sounded crazy to me for the first time. I could not believe that so many people believed in this. The numbers are growing so fast too.
I have come to a point in my life where I don't know if I believe in a God, and I am totally okay with that. I don't need to know. I don't need a fear based religion to "keep me in line" so I do not anger the Gods. If God is pure love, then Anger is not an emotion that god can express, there is no anger in love. If there is a God that is made of Pure Love, then if I live a Love Based Life then I should be okay. If I love and respect those around me, I am Cool, if I love and respect myself, I am covered. If there is no God, then I will have lived a decent life. Leaving behind Love rather than anger or fear or hatered or judgment etc. You know all those negative things.
How can I survive the end of the world?
I won't, nobody will. Well maybe Cockroaches and a few lab rats who have chemicals racing through their veins. I am going to die some day, so will you.
We can only try to live a healthy life to prolong the life we have, Eat well, laugh well, love well, be kind to others, help those who need help, just respect others we share this planet with.
Oh! And Don't forget that apple a day! It is Good for you.
I was quite bitter for many years thinking of all the ways I felt this inclusive religion robbed me of living a normal life. When I was a kid, I just wanted to fit in, I blamed it on the religion. While that did not help, I had many other reasons why I did not fit in. In fact I did not fit in with many in my congregation, including family members. I am no longer bitter, I respect those who have deep religious views, I may not agree, but I respect their right to create that structure for their own life. It is just not needed in my own, and that is okay.
When asked about the beliefs of the Jehovah's Witnesses I would answer blindly,giving the answers I was taught to give, even being quite protective of the beliefs. It was never strange to me when I was a kid, it was just how it was. God was going to destroy the Earth at some point and save all the Jehovah's witnesses. He will also resurrect all those who have died before Armageddon (everybody! From ancient times to whenever Armageddon happens, talk about overpopulation) and he was going to give these newly awakened people a choice, to live in God's new paradise as a Jehovah's witness where Lambs and children play in fields with lions (apparently they will also be vegetarians because there will be no more prey or hunters and hunted) or to return to the earth. This was what I recited as a child, and continued to recite as an adult, I don't think I ever really thought about it until recently. I mean the whole Paradise on Earth thing, really?, everybody will live forever all those who have died before us will be brought back to life, plus people will continue having babies. The earth will need to be re sized after Armageddon, the current size will just not work. Also Jehovah's witnesses are Ok with eating meat, if they really thought about the whole no predator thing then they will realize, WE humans are predators when we eat meat.
It has been a few years since my granny has "witnessed" to me. It makes visits much more enjoyable. I always felt a bit of guilt for betraying her beliefs by becoming Worldly. I just could not live in the JW world. That life was not what I was meant for.
Yesterday while fetching my mail, I noticed a tract slipped into my screen door. I recognized the End of the world illustrations quickly. It was from a Jehovah's Witness, they had not knocked, they read my sign on my door and listened. (It is always an awkward conversation. I usually know them, and I know what they are going to say. ) I read the large print on the front
"HOW CAN YOU SURVIVE THE END OF THE WORLD?
You are warmly invited to come and listen to the answer."
It is promoting the convention. A Three day weekend at the Tacoma Dome where there are talks (sermons) all day long... Oh my goodness. It is the most tedious thing as a kid with ADD to sit and listen. I mostly drew in the notebook I was supposed to be taking important life saving notes in. I would start at one end of the tacoma dome and count how many red shirts I could see in the crowd. I would sleep on the aluminum benches not meant for comfort, then switch to the concrete floor below the bench. I lived for Lunchtime. When my friends and I could walk around and flirt with boys from other halls. Well not actually flirt, but look and talk about who was cute and who was not. Each day a new crush to stalk around the upper levels of the dome. I never once talked to these cute boys, just followed them around a little. Then back to our seats for more talks. sigh...
When I really read the tract headline I saw it for what it was for the first time. It shocked me at just how obsurd this concept was. (sorry to anyone who is offended) I defended this concept for so many years without a second thought. I knew I did not believe in it I just did not know to what extent. It sounded crazy to me for the first time. I could not believe that so many people believed in this. The numbers are growing so fast too.
I have come to a point in my life where I don't know if I believe in a God, and I am totally okay with that. I don't need to know. I don't need a fear based religion to "keep me in line" so I do not anger the Gods. If God is pure love, then Anger is not an emotion that god can express, there is no anger in love. If there is a God that is made of Pure Love, then if I live a Love Based Life then I should be okay. If I love and respect those around me, I am Cool, if I love and respect myself, I am covered. If there is no God, then I will have lived a decent life. Leaving behind Love rather than anger or fear or hatered or judgment etc. You know all those negative things.
How can I survive the end of the world?
I won't, nobody will. Well maybe Cockroaches and a few lab rats who have chemicals racing through their veins. I am going to die some day, so will you.
We can only try to live a healthy life to prolong the life we have, Eat well, laugh well, love well, be kind to others, help those who need help, just respect others we share this planet with.
Oh! And Don't forget that apple a day! It is Good for you.
Anyway, here are a few I monkeyed with on the computer. They are not great, my weak spot is the landscape shot. I chatted with my Friend ,J, who knows how to do a landscape well. He reminded me to use the rule of thirds while taking the shot. Make the three layers in the shot. Oh Yeah, I have tried so hard to find a focal point in a landscape shot, but my focal point is always something small, and it ends up looking like a big mess. I need bigger focal points, something the eye is drawn to. I think I did better than I have before, but the lighting is off. It is hard, but I am not complaining. It is also fun.
The sky was AMAZING that day. The clouds were fluffy against an incredibly blue sky. Overall the scene put me into a very relaxed state. I am not fond of the desert, but I have an appreciation for it. Okay I love it a little, not as much as green, but a little bit is nice.
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My To Do list today-
1. kitchen cleaned up and the cupboard where bugs were found scrubbed clean
2. a load of laundry
3. change sheets
4. bathroom and laundry room cleaned
5. cash in the ban so I can buy myself a macro lens (still does not seem real to me, I was prepared to wait a year for it!)
Tuesdays lists of things I do not collect anymore:
1. teacups and saucers, I will photograph their beautiful patterns and colors, but no longer keep stacks of them in my china hutch. I am never going to have tea parties with cute little sandwiches and biscuits with jam. I am not going to get dressed up in a fancy frock and invite my friends over, I can't get my SIL to wear a bra most of the time, a pretty frock would be out of the question.
2. frogs, this was really my grandmothers collection she kept at my house. I don't think I ever bought one frog thing on my own. Granny just started bringing over figurines, candlesticks and containers with frogs on it.
3. um... I guess everything else is just misc. collections, I had plates with tulips on them, and salt and pepper shakers, coffee mugs, figurines, etc. Too much ETC.
Things I will continue to collect because I like the treasure hunt:
1. Vintage clothes (but only ones that will fit me and fit in my closet)
2. Pastel dinner dishes, several different makers. I like that the set does not match, they were made to not match, one set would have 4 plates, one yellow, one blue, one pink, one green. Cute!! These are the dinner dishes I eat off of every day. I have stacks in the china hutch for when I have company. I have not found a piece in a year or two
3. pastel vases, I love the way they look next to each other, the colors soft and the vase shapes are lovely and simple hard to find under $8 (most are valued at well above $30, but I won't spend more than $8)
4. Vintage valentines, I love the romantic feel of the older 1920's ones
5. old photographs, I like being inspired by them and they fit inside my next collection
6. old wood boxes, like old stationary boxes or wooden cigar boxes. They look neat stacked next to each other (price limit $3)
7. swanky swigs, because I like the name and because I like the illustrations of animals with delightfully sweet faces. They are hard to find for under $2 (my price limit) I will also collect other vintage things with happy animals, they just make me happy.
There are a few more collections that take up little space, but are on the chopping block if they do not look good on shelves I want built in the dining room. Need to have those built soon. Before Augusts sale.
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In other news I have received my bathing suit in the mail. I have not worn a bathing suit in ..... about ten years. So we can bet the old one will not fit anymore. ;-) I saw THIS bathing suit in a magazine and knew it had to be mine. There is a public pool just blocks from my house. Great exercise, and very relaxing I think. To glide through cool water. Lets hope the rowdy kids stay home, or on one side of the pool so I can do what I want.
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I have also decided to create a collection of photos from rest stop bathrooms. Odd I know, but There is something strange about the decor or lack of decor in certain public bathrooms.
It was early, 8:30 am. I had just enough coffee in me to begin thinking about getting dressed. I looked outside and it was overcast, then sunny, then overcast again. A nice cool day to unload antiques in my driveway. My doorbell rings, I look at the clock, 8:50am, I look at the outfit I have on, fluorescent polo shirt with a pelican pattern on it (crazy wild shirt) hot pink reindeer jammie pants, and purple silver and yellow striped socks, and my hair was rather big. I thought it must be family, like Dad or Granny so I go to answer the door hearing all the clown clothing jokes Mr. L had been saying earlier that morning. It was not Granny, or my Dad. It was some guy asking if he can have a sneak peek at my sale. He was 23 hours early. I told him that I have not even began setting up, and he specifically asked for post cards. I told him I did not have any for sale, but if he still wanted a sneak peek he can come back about noon. I decided to get dressed quickly and get myself out there to start setting up.
I pulled out the stack of folding tables and shelves my grandpa built. Covered them with sheets and tablecloths and dragged out 6 plastic bins filled to the top with newspaper wrapped glasswear. I also had several misc. cardboard boxes, tabletops, and bins full of stuff for the sale. I had decided on a $10 and under sale. It was difficult, I had to reprice everything. I had things that were worth way more than $10, but I want to be free of it. I had bought these items for cheap with my keen eye to spot an antique pattern or feel of an object quickly. I have held onto some of these items thinking I was going to sell them on ebay, or become an antique dealer. I realized that this career would only feed my hoarding habit. As I unpacked plates and bowls, teacups and saucers, piggy banks and candlesticks, I remembered where I had found them, I remembered why I loved them. The patterns, the colors, the shapes, the stories they had to tell. I really do love these things. I made a mental list of why I was getting rid of these things for so cheap:
1. I want to have that sweet macro lens for Pearl and Ruby
2. Mr. L wants his garage back
3. I want to feel lighter
4. I want to let go of that chaos
5. I want to be free
6. did I mention the Macro Lens?
I want to be free.... my mantra for the day. It made it easy to change a price on a set of made in occupied japan bowls from $30 for the set of four to $10 for the set. For me to change the price on an amethyst glass planter from $14 to $8. For me to change the price on an English bone china cup and saucer from $15 to $5. I wanted to be free.
Another rule was whenever I entered the house I HAD to bring out at least two items with me. I was bringing out armfuls of things. I was proud of myself for being so fast with this process, seeing candle holders I have not burned candles in in years, grabbed them all, not selective, just scooped them all up and headed for my driveway. I did this several times through the day. I worked out in my yard from 9am to 6:30. My hands were black with newsprint, my pants littered with old price tags, my shirt damp with my sweat. I was ready. I had also already made just under $10 from neighbors checking out the sale.
FRIDAY the first day of the sale
Generally Friday is the busiest day. Strange but true. Mr. L took the day off and we sat in our driveway chatting with people of our community, laughing, and reading our books. It was really nice, people were really great, no crankies! At the end of this day I made almost $200. All items were priced to sell, only a few items were priced at the $10, most were $1 and under. I was feeling lighter.
SATURDAY the last day of the sale
Again another sunny lovely day. Traffic was much slower, I read a lot from my cameras manual, and my book. I never said no to any offer, I wanted to be free. At the end of the sale I was over $300 closer to my macro lens. I packed up my stuff. I got a sunburn. I began with any surface in my garage covered and stacked with things to sell, at least 4 cardboard boxes and two crates of priced things and 6 plastic bins full of stuff. I packed these containers lighter (I struggled getting them out before) and I only used the plastic bins. Mr. L said I sold almost half of what was out there. I believe him. Tables that could not hold another item were sparse by the end. In fact I kept taking things off of the shelves and placing them on the tables. By the end of the sale I had both shelving units cleared and most of one table. YAY!!!! We are planning another one in August. I have SO much more to weed out.
Mr. L was so helpful that day so I handed him $40 to go play poker with a local group and we joked that if he came home with $1000 I got to have my macro lens. Whe I woke up on the couch during the beginning of saturday night live I realized that he just might come home with money. He called me 45 minutes later from the car. "Honey?" he said, I groggily said "Hi" he then said "You can have your macro lens" I woke up really quick, "what!?" he said " I won!" WOOO HOOO!!!!!
I get my macro lens!!!!
I will catch up later on with you all, the food bank just called and asked if I could work, and daddy will be here soon for breakfast with granny. XO!
*I am anxious about the garage sale
*I am anxious about letting all of that stuff go
*I am scared of what a lighter feeling feels like, it is unfamiliar, I only know clutter
That is where I am. I am in NO way canceling my garage sale, oh it is happening. I WILL be getting rid of this stuff!! It will not be the only sale either, I will have to have another, I have that much stuff. I want to get rid of that much stuff. ;-) I will.
I did everything on my list yesterday, I am proud of myself. So here is my list for today.
1. get cash for change for garage sale
2. dishes, quick cleanup in kitchen
3. 2 loads of laundry
4. 15 minutes in the dining room clean up
5. grab a box and walk through the house filling it with things for the garage sale. (maybe two or three boxes)
Tomorrow will be super light, I have to start unwrapping and setting up for fridays sale. That will pretty much take all day long. I might not have time to blog, so if I am not back for a while, have a great weekend all!
Badness:
1.back and neck still hurt, but going to the chiropractor to get crackled again and to set up some massages
2.missed the market this weekend due to a street fair..
3.found bugs in my flour
4.have not had breakfast yet
5.went through my pictures from dry falls, I need a graduated neutral density filter for scenes like the one I encountered there. Most are too dark on the rocks, or the rocks are good and the sky is way overexposed...
Goodness:
1.sunny weather outside
2.I am okay
3.coffee is warm
4.dishes are almost done
5.I am in love
6.Mr. L just told me he took the friday off before our anniversary so we can have a romantic three day weekend (it will be 12 years)
7.I am feeling relaxed lately
8.I love how quiet my house has been
9.I am going to make a smoothie with strawberries I bought at the farmers market and froze (I have 5 bags so far)
10.the sky is a really crazy gorgeous color of blue right now
11.My FAVORITE show started for the summer the History Detectives, I LOVE it! The shows music is Elvis Costellos "watching the detectives" Awesome!
12.I have leftover corn and cheddar chowder soup for lunch
13.I am almost done with another book, I am reading again! YAY!
14.um.... I think there are more goods but I will stop now
Things I need for the garage sale:
1. cash for change
2. make ads in craigs list, and signs for the streets
Mention these things:
a.bring a box
b.cash only (unless I know you)
c.everything $10 and under
d.antiques collectibles and misc
e.SO much stuff!!
f.Friday and saturday 9-4
3.grab some newspaper from the recycle center
4.save some boxes and paper bags
Did I miss anything??? Please add anything I may have missed. I want to be prepared.
Todays list-
5.bathroom and
So on Friday I went on another road trip with a friend of mine. He already has a few pictures up. His panorama of the lake and the clouds is really gorgeous!!! Not to mention his macro work.
Anyway. We started the day early, we were traveling quite far. To Dry falls funny, I traveled to this very campground year after year, every summer of my childhood. I was familiar with the drive. Except I did not say that I thought we had gone too far until we had gone about 40 miles too far... I trusted J knew where he was going, this was my mistake, next time we go I will bring maps! Ha!
We drive into the campgrounds, and through the dirt roads, to get to the place where we wished to take some pictures. I get out of the car and feel the heat of the sun on my skin and remember that I forgot sunscreen, I had bandages, alcohol wipes, tweezers, fingernail clippers, snacks, water, extra shoes and socks, tums, pain reliever, benedryl, lip balm, etc. No sunscreen. The clouds covered the sun every once in a while, and there was a breeze too. I smelled the dry air, the same smell I remember as a kid, the dust, the dry green scent from sagebrush, the toilets that are just a hole in the ground... ah.. so many childhood memories. The birds were loud and playful as well. I walked up a hill above the car, above the lake, and I just stood there, on a rock covered with all sorts of liken, or moss, or something like that. I sat there breathing, taking in all the huge rock formations. All the angles and corners of the volcanic rock. I was standing in what was once the largest waterfall in the world. I felt tiny, but everything felt smaller than it felt when I was a child. I felt no conflict though, just peacefulness. I breathed deep, wishing Mr. L was there too. How I would have loved to kiss him under all those stone walls, standing on those large rocks radiating heat through the souls of our shoes. I just touched my locket containing his picture, and hoped he could feel my love from half way across the state.
J and I stopped many places to grab a shot or two. It was a fun adventure. Then we were planning a sunset shoot in the mountains on the way home. We stopped in Cle Elum for a bite to eat, I had a yummy veggie melt, he had country fried steak with more gravy than I had iced tea in my cup. J was skeptical of sunset shoots, the clouds were getting thicker and darker. It began to rain and soon was very dark. At snoqualmie pass it got scary. It began raining so hard we could not see the lines on the road right in front of us, we began hydroplaning all over. J grabbed the wheel firmly and for the next 30 minutes we were sliding all over, listening to the rain pound the metal of the car, giant raindrops smashing themselves against the windshield and feeling the water hit the car below my feet. I wanted to suggest we pull over on the next exit to find a place to sit and have some coffee or something until it slows down enough to keep going, but even those giant green reflective signs indicating exits were not visible. I remained silent, holding on to my seat belt. Then as soon as we were in the rain, we were out. The roads were dry and the tires on the pavement made that soft white noise sound that usually has me asleep in no time. J unclenched his hands from the wheel and shakes his fingers loose. He had been gripping his wheel so tight his knuckles were white and now probably a little numb. J had navigated us well, I was scared, but I knew he would pull us through. He was a little shaken up. We get to my SIL's home where a poker game had been underway. J grabbed a beer or two and we sat and watched the game for a while.
Saturday I went to a class about metering in camera and off. We also went and saw the movie Year One, meh. There were a couple funny parts, but not $10 funny. I did not want to walk out, but would not recommend. Sunday was Fathers day, we brought BIL and his family to a baseball game, then off to my sisters for a BBQ with my father.
Another busy weekend...
My goal for this weekend is to have a yard sale. A GIANT yard sale to get rid of all my junk. Raise enough money to buy me a macro lens like J's and take pictures of tiny things. Mr. L saw some of J's bug shots and now understands my want for a macro lens.
Off to tackle my Kitchen today. I want to make myself a schedule
Monday-Kitchen
Tuesday-Bathroom and Laundry room
Wednesday-Living Room
Thursday-Dining Room
Friday- Bedroom
when I finally get those rooms cleaned, then I will get the art room and office in there, as it is neither room serves its name sake purpose. Just rooms filled with junk. Wish me Luck!!!
It had been a while since I had been inside of that much green. The area I grew up in, the area in which I live now used to be like that. There were large plots of wooded land with no buildings on them, large squares of land with rows of berries or pumpkins, or corn, large squares of land with a small farm style house on it and acres of unruly grass. Green. Little by little the farms and abandoned lots have been paved over for warehouses, car lots, housing developments, and strip malls. I did not realize just how much my eyes, my body, my soul NEEDED to be inside green. D and I drove through farm land with red barns, picket fences, fields of daisies and dandelions, space, and GREEN.
As we drove I felt this feeling inside of me, this feeling of "home" even though I had never ever been down these roads before, inside all of that green I felt at home. I felt relaxed and loved and light. Dreamy light. Looking up at trees as tall as skyscrapers makes me feel like I am in the right place. I felt my place in the world inside all of that green.
These are not shots from the trip, I am still working on them. I was taking pictures outside of my comfort level. I was taking pictures of large things rather than small. I am clumsy at large things. It shows too. When I take large pictures it tends to look like a mess, your eye does not know where to go, maybe because I dont know where my eye wants to go.
I will have more practice tomorrow. Another Day trip with another photography friend to Dry Falls near Coulee, east of the mountains. So Desert shots, I will not be in green but in browns. This does not thrill me like green does. We will see what I get though. ;-)
Reasons (excuses) for my abscence:
1. my back and neck still hurt and it is hard to sit at the computer for long
2. I have had actual plans each day, I have been out with people rather than hiding inside my little world
3. I really have not had much to say
4. reading more books rather than computer screens
5. cleaning up my horribly messy home (not making as much progress as I like)
6. doing laundry before it gets out of hand
7. lots of stupid little stuff has been coming up, like calling certain stores to make sure refund goes through soon or we will be over our limit in our bank account (Grrrr best buy)
I guess that is all for now. CHEERS! I am off to conquer more of my world
1. my back and neck still hurt and it is hard to sit at the computer for long
2. I have had actual plans each day, I have been out with people rather than hiding inside my little world
3. I really have not had much to say
4. reading more books rather than computer screens
5. cleaning up my horribly messy home (not making as much progress as I like)
6. doing laundry before it gets out of hand
7. lots of stupid little stuff has been coming up, like calling certain stores to make sure refund goes through soon or we will be over our limit in our bank account (Grrrr best buy)
I guess that is all for now. CHEERS! I am off to conquer more of my world
