I have thought long and hard about this. Being a spiritual person, I do have faith that God will provide, but not to the point where I endlessly pray in hopes that I will wake up one morning with my bronchitis miraculously healed, a new home to move into, and more money than I could ever spend in a lifetime, and this may jerk a knot in some people’s panties, you’re stupid if you think faith works that way. Blind faith, not questioning anything in regards to religion, is dangerous and can lead to cults –no matter the religion- where people don’t believe in modern science and technology.
*Dusts off personal blog*
I know I have gravely neglected this little blog. I have had a lot of ups and downs in my life, and it may take a few parts of these to sum it all up, but I will do my best as I sit in this little old house at my laptop and listen to a live stream.
It is still in tact. My faith in God is fully in tact. However, after this last election cycle, my faith in humanity to think for themselves, from I have observed on the internet, has gone the way of the Dodo. I am sorry, but I have always been one to fact check until I annoy people, but when you blindly believe everything you see and hear, it makes one a mindless sheep. With the blatant twisting of facts on both sides of the fence, we need to think critically and question everything, and I really don’t see much of that happening.
Why I Am Not on Facebook…
I just can’t anymore. I may post on my fanpage, but not on my main one. I would be spending most of my time annoying people with statistics and facts to refute the constant bombardment of inaccuracies in articles being posted, and I don’t want to do that to anyone. So, I will not be posting or reading anything on FB for a while.
I am on YouTube, Twitter, Minds, and Gab
Why? I am posting my commentary and reporting news on YouTube. Yes, I said news. I find it funny. I spent much of my youth avoiding news, and now I am looking up stories, checking the facts, and reporting on what is happening. I got tired of “news” outlets interjecting their opinions and twisting facts to fit a narrative, but that’s another post for another day.
We are trying to stay above water.
We are scrimping, saving and struggling to keep this little house going until we can find a better place to live. This house is a roof, but not much else. We, Buddy and I, look ever forward, learning by our mistakes to stand and stay on our feet.
Well, that’s it for now.
Here I am, back at the beginning. I never thought I would have to back-track in order to move forward, but sometimes it is required. I am back working at Party City after 7 years. Halloween is a busy time for the company, and I am doing my best to make an impression and make some money to further my other projects.
Buddy, my loving husband, once again has to fight to get job in order to get his license back in order. Two weeks after he got his license, they suspended it, AGAIN. He was paying his child support. They took it out of his check every week, but I guess that wasn’t enough to keep them from yanking it. It’s getting ridiculous.
Yeah, it’s been like that. Roller coaster emotions, coping with stress, and even trying to cope with things I am not at liberty to say on the internet, because I have either been sworn to secrecy, or it’s not my place to splatter it all over the place. Add to this, back pain, needing to buy herbals for my increasingly troublesome bronchitis, which has decided to revisit me, and a mom who is trying her best not to undergo a procedure for bone spurs, and you have my week, in a brief description which can only be perfectly described in pictures.
Finally having gotten everything sorted out, for the time being, Hubby is back driving for Schneider. He will be gone ten days at a stretch and home for one week. I cannot be in the truck with him for six months. It was hard falling asleep without him the first night, but his wake-up call at 6:30 to tell me, “Good morning, Beautiful.” made my morning. You see, he says that every morning, and I can’t help but smile, and before coffee, which usually is a chore.
Yesterday was the first day without him, and between the loneliness, ADD, and depression trying to creep back in, I was just mindlessly scrolling through Facebook trying to find the motivation to do writing assignments. I had two, and I only had the wherewithal to complete one. I have the second one today. I know I will get into a routine again, but it’s hard waking up and not finding him here.
There are advantages to this, however. It gives me time to really plan all of my projects, marketing, and get more exposure for my business. It also gives me the chance to look for apartments so that we can move out of his sister’s place, and finally set up a proper office/workshop. Sitting on my bed to type posts and work on my computer has been making my back rebel, completely. I need a proper office.
It also gives me time to think. I believe, after the six months are up, I will go on the road with him for those ten days, just to have a mini-vacation. I will need it by then, but I won’t be able to go with him full-time. I am planning on everything being in full swing by then, and being on the road full time won’t work. He agrees with me. We wants me to be happy and follow my dreams, and want him to be happy, too, and if that means him driving a truck and waking up every morning at 6:30 to say, “Good Morning, Beautiful,” I can handle that.
Until next time, God bless you all.
The problem with discussing hot button topics on an open forum or social media feed is that you always have someone ready to insult you.
When I voice my opinion, it is not out of malice, hatred, or bigotry. I was not raised to hate or be spiteful. I was not raised to judge an entire race or sexual orientation as a whole. I was taught to treat them as I would like to be treated.
I was also taught the value of hard work, achieving goals you set for yourself, and helping others when they need help. I was taught that the smarter you work, the more you stand to make, and this does not apply to money solely. This also applies to giving and receiving love and compassion. This applies to recognizing that what are you given was given because you either earned it, or someone cared enough to remember you.
There are many things you learn in one week when your husband starts a job that requires you to get up a four in the morning. There is a huge learning curve there. There are also other things I learned along the way.
4 a.m. and me do NOT get along
Yep, I learned this all too well. When I am having a problem sleeping and four in the morning comes, I am a complete zombie for the rest of the day. Since we have puppies, they might let me sleep for about a half an hour before they proceed to lick my face and wake me up. This does nothing for my ghostwriting. I just sit and stare at the screen and nod off. I got two days behind and had to write through the weekend. My sister-in-law and I finally swapped driving duties. She’s up at that time. I will just go and get him. Thank goodness. It was going to get to the point that I was going to have to go to bed at 8, and hubby didn’t like that idea. I am not a 4 in the morning person AT ALL.