Conversations March 10, 2022

Goodwill

Lady to me: “You know you are probably not going to find much in here today, especially long sleeves. My friends and I were in here last week when they were all 50% off. We bought nearly everything!”

Me: “I was here last week also. Right when they opened. I actually bought 52 items!”

Lady: “Oh! Well I don’t know why I come here so often. I really don’t need anymore clothes.”

Me: “Are you a reseller?”

Lady: “No. what’s that?”

Me: “I am a reseller. I buy things to sell online. Like a yard sale, but online.”

Lady: “Ohhhh. So you buy all the good stuff from here and sell it to people”

Me: “I do!”

Lady: “Have a nice day…” walks off…

Christian in later life

Something that I’ve never heard anyone discuss before, are the benefits of becoming a born again believer in latter life.

Maybe benefits is not the right word.

I spent years bitter because I did not grow up in a Christian home like all my adult friends. I felt like if I had, I would not have screwed up my life so much before age 22. I made d sad I many mistakes and wrong turns between age 14-22, I loss tract.

I got saved a couple of months before my 23rd birthday. I still remember, as if it were yesterday. I also remember how I use to see the world and everyone in it. I thought that that would have been something I would have forgot, all these years later. But I have not.

Becoming saved as an adult has made me view things a whole lot different then all of my Christian friends. I remember what worked and what didn’t work, when people talked about God to me. I remember all the many times I went to church as a child and teen.

I don’t have any memories going to church with my mother, but I do remember going to church with both of her sisters. Both were Presbyterians. (Insert short fun Bible lessons, having snacks and learning about Adam and Eve, Jonah, and Noah’s Ark again and again and again. Nothing more!)

I also went to church with my grandmothers when I spent the night with them. One was Pentecostal (insert 4 hour services on a backroads farm) And the other grandma was a Roman Catholic. (Insert a bunch of hand movement rituals, singing and chit-chat from the pulpit, without a clue to what I just heard) Visiting my father, I have memories of going to confession and making up things to say. Just got kicks!

I ask myself, What did I actually believe in? I believed in Evolution and the Big Bang. I also believed in Adam and Eve. I just though they were the cavemen.

By the time I was 22, and I heard the true gospel, from my now husband, I was a mess. I remember telling him that I was recarnated and was many different people and animals in my past lives.. having memories here and there.

I also believed that the Bible was never to be taken seriously. And if it were true, it was dated. My mom use to tell me that.

Fast Forward: I am a born again believer of The one and ONLY true God, Jesus Christ.

I have been a Christian for 25 years now. Have I backslid during these 25 years? Yes I have!

But God always led me right back to him through prayer.

Before I was saved, I had no idea what convictions felt like. I did what I wanted, when I wanted, without any guilt whatsoever.

Was that an easier way to live? Simply for yourself? Sure it was!

But I would never ever want to go back to who I was and how I was. My whole mind frame has changed. And I know that I had nothing to do with it. Christ did. I was having too much fun living for me.

Culture takes a sin and celebrates the sin. I was a free agent. Highs and deep lows in life. When it was good, it was very good. And when it was bad, I wanted to die.

I remember being very much a part of worldly culture, and I know what it’s like to be part of counterculture. It’s so much more fulfilling!

That said, one of the benefits of becoming saved as an adult is that I have never felt like God abandoned me when things were not going well for me. (Let’s face it, Christian or not, life is not a bowl of cherries 24/7)

I have also never felt disappointed, or mad at God. Wanting to throw in the towel and go back to my pre-saved days. I hear Christian’s share these two things pretty frequently.

I think it’s because I remember how I felt before I was saved. And in comparison to how I have feel as a Christian.. Well, there is no way that I could ever dream of going back to that empty, shallow, lifeless, lonely, internal feeling that I couldn’t escape late at night when I was all alone with my thoughts.

Life was crazy! Filled with uncertainty and questions.

I have no questions now. I know how it ends. I have no uncertainty now. I have no loneliness.. even when I’m alone. I do not Fear death whatsoever. I remember thinking that o was once a bunny rabbit that was killed by a wolf. Goodness me! I actually believed I use to be a rabbit!!

I also know when, and when I am not in Gods will. I will start off his path and feel him tug me back. It is remarkable!

His yoke is easy. I never knew or understood the meaning of that until I became one with Christ.

It’s an organic feeling. And being on the right road in life is pretty darn Amazing. I feel peace.

I have peace in the good and bad times.

I can feel sad, yet at complete peace through Christ.

Is there anything better to delight in, then being at Peace 24/7? I think not!

If someone would have shared all of these things with me as a child or teen, I would have though they were nuts! I would not have understood what they meant by having internal peace when something awful has happened. I would not have understood what it meant to be born again. To physically die, to lose my putter shell (flesh) yet have my spirit alive forever. That is a-lot to fully grasp. I am just so thrilled that I had people praying for me and a husband that took a chance on me.

Conversations at Small Groups

I was at a connect group last night and a few questions for discussion came up that still has me thinking about them this morning. None of us came up with any real answers, so I know I need to let it go. Regardless, I wanted to lay them on the table.

1. When did everyone become hyper sensitive?

2.Why do we need the ten point mercy rule for all the kids on sports teams?

3. How did we go from High schoolers bringing their guns to school to show their friends after school or on lunch break, to bringing them in the school to shoot their classmates that didn’t like them, bullied them, etc.?

4. At what age did we all realize that we really do not care what others think of us? It just sort of happens between age 40-60. And it’s so liberating!

5. As older adults, how can we be good role models to kids and teens that do not want to learn from us, rather learn from the internet.

6. Is it a good idea to colonize Mars, since earth is so populated?

Slow Living

What does Slow Living mean to me?

What does it mean to you?

I have only recently learned this term, and realized it is what my life has become these past couple of years, and I couldn’t be more thrilled.

Slow living to me is, well, living more slowly. More thoughtfully.

Waking up when and how you please.

I realize that you can only do this if you do not have small children or work in the morning.

I enjoy Laying in bed and thinking about my day. Praying. (I use to wake and plan, and then pray) Now I just pray and think. No plans. No guilt that I should be up and about. There is time…

I shower and do my self care rituals every morning. Slowly. For years I took these little things for granted. I have spent years rushing to get things done, only to have more hours to get more done. Why? I suppose it’s because that is what most of us are taught to do. Well no more.

I go make breakfast and eat outside in my rocking chair, listening to the birds and our Corinthian wind chimes. If weather is cold, I will have my breakfast in the living room.

I then wrap my previous days sales. I use to rush the process, oftentimes making mistakes. But no more. I take my time. Why rush? Why was I rushing all the time?

Afterwards, I either play a game, or watch a movie with my kids if they have finished up with their things. They have all learned to live at a slower pace too. When they are home that is.

Sometimes I take work pictures and get new listings up. But with my inventory being at four thousand, (I guess the rushing helped with that)

I do not need to rush to get new things up now though. Sales are steady. I work at my own pace. I do not wish to become a pack rat and keep bins upon bins of things around me, so I do enjoy taking pictures almost everyday and getting new things listed. The difference is, it’s on my terms. I have learned to connect how I feel with how I do it. That may seem off to some, but it works. I am not saying you are what you do.

Having my mind at peace and in a soft, restful state has been the ultimate game changer for me. Going through Covid helped with this.

I walk slower, stop to look out the window. Walk outside to breath in the fresh air.

Do my chores throughout the day instead of rushing to get them all done before noon.

And then make a salad. A huge bowl of salad with everything I can think of. Tomato, cucumbers, peppers, carrots, mushrooms,olives, cheese, and of course Romaine lettuce and olive oil.

I have learned to cut each vegetable slowly.

My youngest also enjoys this process. I do believe she is the only one of my kids who loves salad as much as I do.

I have learned so much from her recently. She’s my opposite. A deep introvert. But never lonely. Wise beyond her years. Never looking for people or things to make her feel a certain way or validate her. She just is.

She’s confident in all ways. She chooses who to spend her time with. Oftentimes choosing herself. Never saying yes without deeply thinking about it first. She doesn’t give her time at a drop of a hat. She enjoys moving slowly and intentionally. Sometimes I’ll see her outside in her hanging swing petting her cat or reading a book. Or, just staring to the trees with a happy expression.

Yes. I have learned so much from her.

It is soothing to stop and enjoy the process of living and moving more slowly.

I do leave the house every other day. I am still living my life. Just at a slower pace that is new to me. Whereas, I use to long for more hours in the day. But now I realize we have exactly enough.

Here is one of my little fur babies enjoying her slow pace life.
Living Intentional.

Passive Income

I will start off by saying I am not on any social media whatsoever. That said, I have been reading about how people are talking negatively about passive income.

Apparently there are big time tic-tockers who are choosing to be boss babes, boss guys; or so they call it. Young people.

Some are profiting from micro currencies and bitcoin. Stock market options and daily trading. While others are making their millions by buying cheap real estate in run down areas and flipping them. Nothing wrong with that in theory, except people are very upset that these individuals are fixing up rundown homes with the cheapest of the cheap fixtures, etc, and selling them for astronomical prices. Not to mention, taking these areas where the lower income folks could only afford to live, off the market entirely. Basically, making families homeless because there are not enough cheap rents or homes anymore. This is what is irking people.

That shared-

There are also handfuls on top profiting from MLM’s. Personally, I think MLMs are the bottom of the barrel and really do prey on peoples poverty by exploiting them. This is no secret, yet people do seem blindsided out of desperation. Hardships are real, and we have all experienced them. Myself included.

I am not entirely sure how I feel about the real estate flipping game. Yet!

I do think getting into real estate and/or the stock market will not be going anywhere and are smart financial decisions that can, and will benefit your families future if you know what you are doing and are willing to gamble a bit. There is no easy get rich plan. Unless you have an inheritance.

Reselling is also huge right now.

I first jumped on the band wagon back in 1999.

It was very new back then. I took a break to raise kids, and then I jumped back into it about seven years ago. Back in the days, people didn’t have any opinions on it. At least I never heard them when I was asked what I did for income. But that has all changed now. People are ticked off! It’s as if no one wants you to succeed. Or at least no one wants you doing better then they are. It’s absurd! I am still a believer they hard work pays off.

When you mention that to someone nowadays, they laugh at you.

I think it’s because you can have two jobs working you to the bone and still just make it. Inflation is robbing us all. The government wants to keep us all poor. Make no mistake on that. Sorry if that offends you.

This is where passive income plays in.

Forget working two dead end jobs eighty hours a week, and find or invent a service job that you are good at and enjoy.

People do not want to do this though. Why? It takes double the work. Double the time. There will always be people who need structure. And this is okay, as we are not all the same.

Does it bother me hearing folks bash resellers? It does sometimes. I even heard it while I was out sourcing last week.

Conversations at a thrift store:

Guy to his friend: “Dude, what to you think of this vintage band tee?”

Friend: “Looks too old”

Guy: “Yeah. Maybe I should get it to sell on Poshmark.”

Friend: “What’s that?”

Guy: “You don’t know? It’s a place like a thrift store but online where these dumb-a** resellers rob people.”

Friend: “Really? Like people don’t just come here to shop?”

Guy: “Nah. There are a group of people who shop thrift stores for vintage stuff like this tee and turn around and sell it five times what they bought it for. It’s awful!”

I was standing right next to them during the conversation and doing just as he said. Embarrassed? Shamed? Nope! Not even a bit.

There are so many people who hate to treasure hunt, dig , shop, etc. People like convenience and resellers provide a service to them. People are buying more then a used vintage tee for $35-$85. They are paying for someone to find them something that perhaps they have been wanting and have it delivered to their front door, clean, pressed, and wrapped with a bow like a birthday gift. Oftentimes it’s nostalgic for the buyer. I get so much feedback from people writing me personal thank you for finding an item that they once had long ago. Or people who just like all the frills and detail that I put into the wrapping.

I could have explained this to the guys. But they may not have got it. so be it!

Speaking g of services…Let’s Think Ubur eats, door dash, post mates, and all the other newer companies that provide a service.

People are really upset about all of the above.

I can see both sides of the story. But either way, bragging online, whether ticktock, Facebook, or the alike, is rather icky, and will always get you noticed in a negative light in my opinion.

People are upset that people, who they do not think are deserving of their wealth are profiting, and living their best life. While they are punching a time clock to a dead end job that they hate.

Alas’ Dead end jobs have their place. They always will.

A lot of people are not good at managing their time and need to be told what to do, how to do it, and when to do it. And there is nothing wrong with this.

These folks punch a clock five or six days a week, and then they get to chill and enjoy their days off how they see fit. Maybe they will get called into work, and they also have that option. The choice is theirs.

I have kids on both sides of the fence, where my husband and I are for the most part, self employed.

Being self employed is working 24/7. It’s not easy- peasie like these seven figure young people making videos are claiming. Maybe they have had parents front them funds, or an inheritance to invest in that instantly put them to where they are now, at 22, 23 years of age. If so, Great! More power to them. Why does it bother people do much. We work with the cards we have been dealt in life. This is life! If you don’t like it, be the one to change it.

We simply do not know peoples back stories entirely, as they are only sharing how they are making millions in their sleep and traveling the world, and you can too!

That all shared,

Here are some negative sides of passive income.

You work around the clock.

You have to be self motivated.

You have to have multiple streams of income and always be adding more in the event that one area goes South.

You have to be fine working alone.

You have to know that there will be highs and lows.

People will not like you for whatever reason. But mainly because you are marching to another beat. You are not a traditional person who chose college and a “career”

More times then not, people will never take what you do seriously and think whatever your self employed job is, that it’s not a real job because you have no one signing your paycheck.

I can go on, but let’s talk about the positives.

You are your own boss. Some people, like myself, do not play well with others. Not a team player and do not like being told what to do it when to do it.

You are an entrepreneur.

You can choose to take a trip anytime you please. Proving you have funds to do so. You generally do!

Depending on how hard you work, you will reap the profits. You are a go with the flow type of person and do not mind changing strategies at the drop of a hat and improving what you do. You simply don’t mind working around the clock because you love what you do and are passionate.

You have no need to complain because you chose your own path. The path that brings you happiness and fulfillment. 🙂

Drawing Closer to God

I think that we can agree that with trials and tribulations comes growth. This year has been by far worse for me then last year, but here I am praising God even louder!

I feel his presence more in my life. Dare I say, ever then before!

For someone who did not grow up believing in God, I feel as if I’m extra in tune with his presence in my personal life, as I remember fully what it was like and what it felt like without him in my life. I feel and see is work in myself. THAT is an amazing realization. One to Celebrate!

I feel at peace. I feel loved. I feel relaxed today.

It’s been a crazy month but a fruitful one.

Today is my husbands and I’s 26th Anniversary!

It’s been a heck of a ride!

We went to a marriage conversation last week with a hundred couples. We learned some new things, but all in all, we are doing it right. Who knew?! Marriage is 90% Algebra homework and 10% butterflies they said. That is the truth!

Marriage is a selfless act that you choose to to each day.

Marriage is SELF DISCOVERY. Sacrificial.

We are not taught any of this when we are young. We are taught BARBIE and Ken and Hallmark movies. 🤣

And while on the service that would be nice, but on a deep rooted spiritual level, that would be awful.

So today as I am self reflecting, God is the lover of my soul, my personal lawyer in times of trials, and the one and only true part of my life that continues to help me grow and grow into the woman that he has created me to be. I see my prayers getting answered, so I know that I’m walking in his will, not my own. And man of man! That is a heavenly place to be.

I don’t have it all together

Anyone else?

I have always been the one that has all my ducks in a row, clean and organized home, with a snack tray on the dining room table with people coming and going.

Since working full time, among other things, that ship has somehow sailed off the map.

Things are messy! I may even use the word chaos this particular year.

I just finished Christmas shopping online and decorating the tree and house last night.

I use to be all finished with my shopping by mid- September. October at the latest. The tree and decorations would be all set up Thanksgiving week. And don’t get me started on the Christmas movies that have yet to be watched. I think I’ve only seem bits of one Hallmark movie at this point. I have not even bought Christmas cards yet, yet alone, mailed any.

My days are spent at doctors offices and physical therapist appointments. Throw in two days a week seeing a friend and going out to eat, it has not left any quiet time this season.

This past weekend we went to a Christmas play, parade, and Lights Festival, but it all felt so rushed.

I am looking forward to 2022. In all honesty, 2020 was great for me! Very relaxing and low key. 2021, not so much, but very good for my online stores.

None of this was even registering in my mind, how crazy it’s all been this year, until yesterday morning at church.

We walked into Sunday School. Late!

Everyone was casually talking about Christmas.

One couple went threw the Krispy Kream drive through asking for Christmas donuts and was told that they only have Holliday ones, but they cost more, so.

Another person was talking about the tornado of a mess their house is in. Christmas stuff all over the floors, etc. But everything is decorated and shopping has been finished.

Then I asked the the quiet couple ( homeschool family) how their weekend went, and have they started decorating with the kids yet.

The well spoken father answered me.

They finished weeks ago. House is completely ready for Christmas, including lights and decorations on the outside. Shopping has been done for several months. Gifts all wrapped and under the tree. Christmas cards mailed. Christmas movies have already been watched so they are looking for new ones to add to their holiday traditions. Basically, just taking time to soak in the Holiday.

As soon as I heard all of this I thought to myself, Wow! Dang! Oh my Goodness! You are Awesome! Lucky You!

And then… “Oh me! That use to be me. It really did.”

Everyone in class has younger kids then us. I have adults and teens now. Of course you’d think with an older group that my house would be immaculate, but my house was so much cleaner when they were little. Mainly, we ALL pitched in to help keep things running smoothly bank in the days. I really do miss those days.

Now, no one does much here. it’s like pulling teeth. And there is some stuff that I simply can’t do by myself anymore. Hence, it doesn’t get done.

Odd how this is the norm, in most families with teens. Or do I’ve been told.

With all that said, I know God is still good and has me and my family in his hands. There are seasons or order, but also seasons of utter chaos. I already know how it ends.

Today is a busy one. Doctors appointment, DMV for the kids, lunch with a friend, grocery store, and cleaning and working tonight.

Tomorrow is another day.

Conversations November 30, 2021

Thrift Store:

“Look, if I can do it you could do it. I’m not very smart at all!”

“Did you get a fill? Your cheeks look like hamsters.”

“I just got a bit of Botox. They charge you for the whole syringe, whether you use it all or not. I highly recommend medspa.”

Conversations November 27,28th 2021

Two woman at church:

“Did you buy Hobby Lobby out? I saw you waiting in that long line on Black Friday.”

“I did. Most was 50% off. Spent 1k.”

“Good Lord! Whee as t did you buy?”

“Decorates, stickers, and things.”

Women in the Restroom:

“Are you getting much crocheting done? Or did you get bored?”

“I have. I am going three projects at the moment, you?”

“I’m still working on Christmas gifts for the grandkids”

“All mine want are asking for us electronics abs their parents can buy them that. Kids nowadays!”