What is going on with everyone?

Where am I living? Am I still here on Earth?

I’m starting to get confused on what is going on.

The way it is right now.


I remember my grandma telling me that the world gradually changes every decade, and you won’t realize it until it’s too late.

I was not a Christian at the time and assumed that she was referring to something spiritual happening. And perhaps she was.
Is that what I’m seeing right now?
Has this been gradual, or has it transpired in the past year and a half. Since Covid.

I just watched a tv commercial for transcending into other dimensions with new Facebook groups. I have been hearing that word pop up a lot this past year. Transcending. The word “Trans” has also been popping up more.

I have also been observing an abundance of YouTubers talk about manifesting your best life and channeling into your best self. And I have to say, all I am hearing is Channeling demons to bring you wealth and worldly success. Let’s be honest, that is what these kids are doing. *sigh*

Meanwhile, others are discussing a loss of emotions and not being able to connect with people since Covid, despite being able to see people face to face now. People are still feeling a disconnect from reality.

Scary? It ought to be!


People are discussing that they are unable to recall events after they have experienced them. Trouble remembering what they did this past weekend.
Trouble remembering events in past years prior to Covid. Trouble remembering. Or remembering and feeling nothing.

Young people!

It almost feels as if the majority of people are experiencing something out of the ordinary, across the oceans. Are these physiological side effects from Covid?

Maybe it’s because my life did not change one bit since Covid. And… I had Covid last year for my Birthday. But, as a whole, my life remained the same. I still worked, shopped, visited my family and friends, etc.
Is this why I feel the way I always have felt?

I’m not sure why I’m bothered by what other people are feeling, but I truly am.

Are you Living Comfortably?

What is Living Comfortably?

You probably have more then you did a decade or two ago. I hope! So the answer should be yes.

I tell my kids every week that hard work will always pay off. Do you work hard? Are you seeing the fruit of your labor?

Working hard will look different with each of us, as we all have different wants and dreams.

As a Christian I oftentimes tell my kids that if you are doing what God wants you to be doing, you WILL succeed. You won’t have an easy life, who really does, but career/job-wise, you will succeed if it is within Gods will for you.

It is always important to remember that you are better off then someone that you know personally right now. And you are worst off, then a lot of others that you know.

This post was prompted by a recent conversation with one of my teens.

Then Later, the topic came up with a friend.

A friend who I consider to be well off.

Yet, even she talks about how poor she feels around so and so….

I don’t remember the last time I complained about money. In the sense of, “Oh I wish I could afford this or that.”

I do complain about doctor bills though.

And college costs.

Both are pure evil to me.

But that’s a whole other topic in itself.

This leads me to the forbidden question;

What do you consider to be wealth?

World Travel?

No car or mortgage payments?

No credit cards?

Someone with a three story home and a white picket fence?

Someone with the 500k RV that you have always wanted yourself?

Someone with an in ground pool? Above ground? Jacuzzi and hot tub?

Beautiful Wife?

Hunky Husband?

Someone who can speak four languages?

Four cars in the driveway?

Someone walking around with a Hermès or Chanel Bag?

A house in the Hamptons? Palm Beach or Destin?

A man in an Armani or Versace Suit?

A couple with a vacation home right on the beach? Or ANY vacation home for that matter?

Buying anything you want at Walmart or Target. Seriously!?

Owning lots of land and acreage?

Owning your own business?

Rich GrandParents/Parents who give you weekly handouts?

Not having to work at all?

This list can go on and on.

What is your definition of Wealth?

Years ago I was still under the impression that I grew up poor.

Then later, hearing how my husband grew up, I quickly realized that I did not grow up poor. He grew up poor. But we both related on a lot of things.

I think most people in America think of people on welfare as being poor. I think this is my current definition of poor. But what about wealth?

I did not grow up on welfare and we lived on only one income.

I don’t ever recall my mother saying no, when I asked for the latest Nikes, etc. And we went out to eat all the time.

I always had new school clothes.

I always went on class field trips.

Yet, I though we were poor. I felt poor.

Why?

What was my teen self comparing wealth with?

Apartment verses a house mortgage?

At school I would compare the girls who took horse back riding lessons to be rich.

There were also a group of kids who would travel to Canada over the summer. I use to think they were probably rich.

Girls who lived in houses not apartments were also rich to me.

Girls who took ballet and dance class were rich to me.

I took gymnastics and swim, but I guess that didn’t count to me. 🤷‍♀️

All of my best friends in school also lived in apartments with only one parent. All except one that I can recall. She was an only child and was very spoiled. Her parents were both factory workers and she always had the latest and greatest. Back then, I thought they must be rich. I use to tell my mom that I wish I was my friend. I’m not sure why though.

Nowadays it’s cheaper to actually have a mortgage and live in a house then an apartment.

Funny how that has switched.

You can be very poor, but live in a house.

You can be very rich, but live in an apartment by choice.

I also use to think that the girls who traveled over the Summer on vacations were rich.

Kids who had a mother and a father at home also seemed rich to me.

My first real Summer vacation that I can recall was when I was twelve. We all went to Disney World.

I remembered how disappointing it actually was. I’ve never been a huge Disney fan.

I know! I’m the only person I know who is not a Disney fan. Oh! And my husband. He doesn’t care about Disney either. 🤷‍♀️

All of my kids are Disney fans.

All of my friends also claim to love Disney.

I just don’t get the appeal. Not even when I was twelve. I have always loved Cinderella though and do own a couple of Cinderella tees.

Getting back to it…..

As a young adult I thought kids that lived at home after age eighteen must have rich parents who could afford for them to stay at home.

It is strange what our younger selves use to think about things.

After I married I felt poor too.

Mainly, because we lived pay check to pay check for years.

We had at least six credit cards that were all maxed out too.

We lived in a nice house that was in a nice suburban neighborhood. All of my close friends lived within walking distance. Same neighborhood in fact.

We also had a new car every couple of years. Great credit, due to all those credit cards.

Yet, looking at my friends lives as a young adult… I felt terribly poor.

Before purchasing our suburban home I remember feeling so excited walking to the mall with my toddler and letting her choose a new toy each week with the money I would budget aside. We lived in an apartment complex that was right next door to the mall. (I read recently that the mall has been torn down for years. 😭) It was in Chicopee, Mass.

I also ended up getting a job at the mall when my daughter was little.

I felt proud taking my daughter out for lunch each week. Those memories are worth more then all the money in the world to me. I wish more people were taught that great wealth is quality time together. Whether with your family, or even close friends that you’d talk hours on end with. But I have only learned this myself, in the past decade.

Once we moved to to Suburbanville, I remember not wanting to feel left out when all of my friends went to the mall shopping on Friday night.

I would go with only a twenty dollar bill in my wallet. That’s all I had.

That might have felt rich to some other girls who didn’t have eighty dollars to spend how they please each month.

After my family size increased, I remember feeling poor when we would all go out to eat and had to order water, because with seven meals, seven soft drinks would make us short elsewhere and we were happy to be able to take all the kids out to dine as a treat.

Eating out nowadays doesn’t feel like a treat. And we all order the soft drinks too! I think when you can finally afford something, its specialness dissolves a bit. Why is that?

Funny how that goes.

We probably should have not ate out once a week, but it felt like a treat for the kids at the time, so be it.

Even with no soft drinks but water to drink, No one ever complained that they couldn’t order a soda or juice. Kids don’t see and feel the same way that we, as adults do. Thank goodness!

At my current age I see how each one of us has different things that we consider to be a treat.

Regardless of how foolish they may seem to someone else, that is.

For example,

My husband likes to get his lattes and breve’s out.

With a little treat to go with it.

I use to think that it was silly to not make coffee at home, and just bring a treat, if need be.

Why drive somewhere to get a fancy coffee when you can make one at home, I’d think to myself. Nowadays he does both!

The $7-$12 that he spends on a fancy coffee and treat may seem silly to me, but he works hard and if that is what makes him happy, so be it.

To him, spending the same amount of money on a nail polish or lipstick, when I have thirty others at home that are basically the same color, seems silly and foolish to him I bet.😁

To me it is not! 🤨

These are little things.

The same thing applies for larger priced items.

It is no secret that millions of people are house poor and live off of their credit cards full time.

Their neighbors and friends will probably continue to think they are better off, due to this. And so the cycle goes.

It’s a choice that each one of us has to make for ourselves though.

Hence the phrase, Keeping up with the Jones.

One of my daughters says that she wishes we lived in a big house like her best friend does. Her friend even has her own bathroom, and her room is decorated to the max.

That friend lives in a large house with beautiful furnishings. I’ve seen it. Yes, It’s gorgeous!

But, that friend never has money to eat out with my daughter or buy new clothes. She also never goes on vacations. Some people choose to be house poor. And that is also okay.

I do remind my daughter that she oftentimes eats out 3x a week and buys new clothes almost on the weekly. Not to mention, she has her own bank account to buy what she pleases.

A lot sixteen year olds do not. Even my fourteen year old has a bank account with funds to do with what she pleases. She chooses to save and not spend. Her siblings don’t understand why.

What we all think seems like foolish spending may not seem like foolish spending to someone else. This is the point.

And the grass is never greener on the other side. It’s all a facade.

I do think there is a middle line to this though.

I once knew a woman who claimed she was in desperate need of money for her bills, so I helped her set up a rather large yard sale.

In life I have found that most people want a hand out. They don’t want to work for it.

I offered to help her set up a yard sale though. Even doing most of the work for her.

Imagine my surprise when she left to run an errand, only to arrive back with thirty dollars worth of signs, balloons, etc.

Instead of making signs the cheap/old fashion way.. she went out and spent thirty dollars on balloons and pre-made signs.

Then she went out and bought coffee and donuts to give out for free. Free!!

I thought she didn’t have money for bills?

At the end of the day she ended up breaking even she said. Telling me how confused she was by this.

I still look back and shake my head.

Another time I had a woman tell me that she didn’t have money for bed pillows. She said she was using the same ones for the past ten years.

But she was always eating out.

Honestly, she’d complain how much she wanted nice bed pillows while we were eating out.

Finally I went ahead myself and bought her some myself because I was tired of her complaining.

I am sure many other people can relate to these types of people in your past/ current life.

What about the friend who leases a new car each year, then complains she’s always broke?

The friend who goes to the hair and nail salon every two weeks, but is always complaining she is broke?

The man who goes out with his buddy to the bar, shooting range, golf club, or fill in the blank…..

But has no money to pay his electric bill or buy groceries for his family.

These are things where the line should be drawn.

These things are not taught to the younger generations.

We all struggle in some way.

The more we make, the more we tend to spend. (For us it’s been home improvements, which are still going on strong here)

The more we make, the more our lifestyle amps up. Even if we don’t consider ourselves to have a “lifestyle” per say.

I don’t believe that anything should be free in life. Well, except for LOVE. 🥰

We each need to work hard to have things that we want in life. To not be dependent on others. This is important.

I first started making my own money back in the forth grade.

I was selling my school lunches to this boy named Charlie.

He gave me $2 for Friday’s pizza slices.

The days that I bought PB& J’s, I’d sell other kids my sandwich for $1. Looking back I have no idea what I was thinking… why was I doing this? Lol

Mainly to the kids who had “healthier” lunches that their parents prepared. I had junk food, Doritos and soda. Although, I did sell a few apples and Oranges.

Sometimes I’d sell my chocolate milk for $1.

I am not sure why kids didn’t just go back up to buy a second serving.

Maybe that was not allowed back in the days.

In the 5th and 6th grade I would bring two whole lunches to school and sell them $5 each.

I also sold Bazooka bubble gum (the kind with the comics on the wrapper) and Luden cherry cough drops for .25 each.

I sold hundreds throughout the school year. This would take place on the play ground. I guess no one ever noticed, or cared.

Later I started buying candy bars when they were on sale for 6/$1 and stickers.

I sold the bars for $1ea. Stickers for .25ea.

Then the real money came in Jr High.

I’d charge the boys $10-$20 to pierce their one ear. (I never questioned where they got the money from) I do wonder about this now though.

No YouTube videos to teach me how.

I would just bring one of my stepfathers cigarette lighters and a sewing needle to school with me.

My best day was $220. I remember how happy I was that day. Oddly, my mother never received any phone calls from other parents. Things were so much more laid back in those days.

Soon the word was out and I had boys and girls coming to my house after school.

I started charging them to color/bleach their hair with peroxide and Sun In.

I’d use the money for new clothes, the movies, and to eat out with my friends on the weekends when my mom was at work.

Fast Forward-

I started working from home, reselling things back in 1999.

It started at one of those mall trips and with the twenty dollar bill.

I was at the mall with my friends and walked into The Gap. One of my friends spent several hundreds of dollars on clothing for her daughter that evening. I remember how envious I was.

My kids always had nice, name brand clothing. But it was not brand news it was new to them. Like new. Stuff is buy from eBay for them. Also from Amazon. When Amazon was an auction site only, back in the days..

That evening, while at The Gap, they had a sale on rainbow skinny scarfs.

I bought one for myself.

While wearing it out and about the following week I had people ask me where I bought it.

We lived in a pretty trendy town at the time.

Northampton, Massachusetts.

Later, while standing in a grocery store line, flipping through a magazine I saw the very same scarf that I was wearing being called the IT scarf of the season.

I then went back to the mall and I bought two more.

I came home and listed them online and ended up making $55 dollars profit on each scarf. It felt good making such a profit! I had paid $9 for each scarf.

Later that year I did the same thing with a popular fashion headband, and so on.

It was mainly a matter of supply and demand.

No Instagram or celebrities to tell us what was fashion worthy at the time. Just old fashion magazines. 🤪

From then on our I started paying attention to fashion trends more, and using my twenty dollars for sewing fabric.

I ended up turning the $20 into a $100 very easily. And while I took little breaks to raise my children, I have continued to buy things that I know would sell for a lot if I ever needed extra Holiday or Birthday money for the kids.

And throughout the years I did much of this. Always giving my kids the best birthdays and Holidays.

My husband use to also do this with silver. Buy low, sell high. The profit was used for beach trips each year for our family. I didn’t go around telling everyone this, but I did have a lady come out and ask me how we were able to go on beach vacations every year.

Where there is a will, there is a way.

I had someone yesterday message me, asking if I work a 9-5 job because it looks like I’m doing well for myself as a reseller she said.

She wanted advice.

She said she started reselling last October and have only made 9k since then.

She asked me if I thought that was average.

It is.

But what is average to me will not be average to the next person, I told her. We chatted for a bit. And I gave her a few pointers and left it at that.

I also had to laugh, because a 9-5 job seems as if it would be easy to me.

I work from the time I’m awake until the very last second before bed. On and off of course. Yes, I am a slave to my phone and I’m Okay with that though.

I take pictures, list, share listings, style people, chat with potential buyers and so on.

I’m still on bed rest due to an injury, otherwise I’d be out sourcing too.

I work hard to play hard. Or so the saying goes. I love my job!

And if I need to be on bed rest and not up working I am still making money while laying in bed because people are always shopping..

It is all in the privacy of my own modest home, with three older paid off cars in our driveway.

I do not have a boss telling me what to do.

I am never worried about getting laid off.

No one is ever competing for my job.

Most don’t want it, or so I’m told.

But I love it!

I have never been a team player. I have had jobs outside the home and I’ve not enjoyed any of them. Mainly, because they all involved team work. Despite being a people person. An extrovert.

I don’t work well with others. I realize this is not a good thing.

I am pretty sure that I have one daughter who is also like this. She just doesn’t realize it yet. 😏

My husband is the same way. He likes to work alone. He doesn’t work well with others either.

I have never felt upset at my parents or grandparents for not putting money away for college instead of all the little things that I did receive.

I’m happy working for what we have.

I am happy going into regular stores, and yes, even to the mall on occasion, and basically buying whatever I want. Within reason of course.

I don’t only have twenty dollars to spend anymore. I’m very thankful for those hard times though. I appreciate what I do have now. It’s not nearly as much as several friends of mine, but it may be more then someone else.

I still try to be frugal with my money. Most times.

A few months ago I went to Marshalls Department Store, and when the cashier told me that my bill was $458 dollars I nearly fainted. Really! I thought she was joking.

Four-hundred and fifty-eight dollars may seem like pennies to some, but I do still think $400 is a lot of money to spend at one given time.

The cashier must have seen the look of horror on my face because she asked me if I wanted to open a credit card with them to receive a 10% discount that very day.

Let’s think about this. 10% discount off of $458.

I would save roughly $50.

Interest on the credit card is 23%

So what would I have been saving exactly?

I said no. Why anyone would willingly pay a 23% interest on money they don’t have is beyond me, I instantly thought to myself.

Then I remembered how I once use to do that….ALL.THE.TIME. 🙁

Back then it was probably only 16%. But still. You are never actually saving any money by opening a store credit card. Don’t be fooled!

I told her no thank you, and I took out my debit card to pay for my bill. I use my debit card for all of my purchases. If I don’t have it on my debit card, I don’t get it. Simple as that.

The last time that I used a credit card was back in 2009. I cut it in 2010.

That said, I can’t imagine anyone feeling good about spending so much at one time. 😕

I came home and noticed that my new King Size faux fur bedspread that I bought was nearly $200. I use to look at the prices of things a lot more then I do now.

Throw in a matching sheet set, bed pillows, towels, and few nail polishes and there you have it.

New Things are expensive.

But we are not out buying new towels and bedspreads all the time.

Unless they are to resell, that is.😉

I thrifted two quilts in the past couple of months and they both sold for just under $300 each. Paying $10 each, amazing profit!

Later in the week I had a friend ask me if I’ve been to Marshalls recently. As she knows I do shop there every couple of months.

She’s a good friend, and we do talk about money.

I hear people of wealth never do. It’s actually considered obnoxious and rude to discuss money. So you need to know which friends you can talk about whatever with. I have both. Certain friends that I have it would be rude to speak of money with. Others, it is fine.

Same goes with Politics and Religion.

I complained to my friend how much my bill was at Marshall’s. She asked me what I bought.

When I mentioned my new bedspread, she told me I got a bargain! 😳

Then she went on to tell me how the one that she bought last year was nearly double.

So to her, I got a bargain. See how that works?

Rich

Poor

Wealthy

Poverty

We all have our own definitions of the above.

I’m far from being what the standard of real wealth is to society. But I feel very content at my ripe middle-age self. I really do. 🤓

It’s never bothered me

When I was a teen I use to have kids talk about certain brand names that I’d never heard of. We shopped at K-Mart for nearly everything. That is all I knew. They also talked about places I never heard of. I remember being in the 6th grade when a friend told me she was going to Ontario, and I asked where that was. I can still see her shocked expression and remember her calling other girls over to tell them all that I didn’t know where Ontario was.

In later teen and young adult years I started shopping at the mall, so become familiar with Mall brands. Places, not so much. Although it’s been a while since someone mention a place to me. So who knows. We all have Google now, so really, who cares?! Lol

In latter life, I still had/have people talking about brands and sometimes cars, and electronics. Throughout my life I have had people talk about things that I did not know about. Or perhaps I knew and forgot. And you know what? It never bothered me then and still doesn’t bother me now. That said, pushing fifty, I do know that I’m bothered less and less with each passing year. I was told years and years ago that this happens to almost everyone. (Hasn’t happened to my mother yet, and she’s seventy!) I have come to the conclusion that the more you are upright and bothered, the quality of life seems to fit your feelings.

I remember talking to a lady back in 2001, who later became my very best friend. In fact, this topic is fresh on my mind because I talked to her today and she mentioned The Office, a series that everyone on the planet has seen apparently, except me. And again, doesn’t bother me. I just listened to her. Then she explained how something I said reminded her of a particular character of the Office, and we both had a laugh, and that was that.

I have been told in the past that it should bother me. That being in the loop of pop culture and all that, is a good thing.

And it’s not to say that I know nothing about things that are popular, because I do. But it does not bother me when my peers (as a kid) and now as an adult, are talking about something that I don’t know anything about. I don’t feel left out or anything.

Now to discuss a few things, mostly movies and TV shows that my friends mention all the time, that I just have not seen. Some, I’ve tried to get into, such as The Office, Schitts Creek, Modern Family, New Girl, Greys Anatomy, Orange is the New Black, Ozark, The Big Band Theory, Parks & Recreation, CSI, and Family Matters, just to name some off the top of my head. Which took a moment. There really is so many shows I have never seen. And it’s not like I don’t have access to them. I do!

I would say that most of my friends have seen, and are able to quote things from the above.

I was told once that I’m not much fun if I don’t understand a quote from a show. Needless to say, that friendship did not last. Lol

I have learned in life that it’s not what you have in common that bonds ties, but what you don’t.

Being able to except each other’s differences and still be fully able to share our passions and interests is what really matters. And besides, my grandma use to say that I could have a full blown conversation with my shadow if I had the chance.

I’m just not bothered by the little things. It just doesn’t matter.

State of Mind

I went to bed last night irritated.

I started praying and then laid still to meditate for a bit.

I then instantly realized that I was irritated because I left the house for four hours.

We went out for a drive, then out to eat, and then another drive.

I was off of the routine that I’ve been so happily sticking with for the past month.

I’ve never considered myself as a routine type of person, as I get bored so easily, yet, I thrive best when I’m on a routine.

Not just any routine either, but one that involves many things.

I also have been really enjoying my hobbies since being at home. Not to mention, cooking.

I did not cook yesterday, or sew.

I worked and took my evening walk, and the remainder of the day we were in the car out.

Today on the other hand was different. I worked, took my walk, sewed, did some organizing, and watched a movie with the kids and primped a bit.

I’m genuinely happy!

Friday (Journal Entry)

First world problems. I know.
I’ve been a bit more stressed as of late.

 Meaning, the past week. 

I kind of feel like I know why, but then all the little, somewhat silly things add to it. 

Between homeschooling, wife & mother, the gym, and reselling full time, I have very little time for myself. 
Things that are simple, yet bring me joy, keep getting pushed to the curb. And when I do have the free time to do them; I’m simply too tired. 
Such as- 

Perming my eyelashes

Coloring my hair

Doing my nails

Making appointments

Returning phone calls & texts

Or just chilling out like everyone else, watching Stranger Things. 

I read that another blogger started Hallmark movies, and I can’t even bring myself to watch them, because for the past five years that was something I would do with my two eldest daughters. And they both are rarely home anymore. And my two younger daughters don’t like watching TV. 

I did go ahead and purchase several of our favorite ones though, so when my daughters are home for the Holidays, we can binge watch together. Love at the Christmas table is one of our very favorites. It just never gets old. ❤️

I miss not being busy. And I feel bad for saying that. Because busyness means you have a life!

 Or so I’m told. 😐
They say that the more free time a person has the more time they have to think and dissect every little aspect of their life.. Instead of leaving it at the cross.

We have all been there before..and sometimes it’s not the best place for one to be. 

 I’m always tell my kids to strike while the irons hot, for we don’t know what tomorrow brings. 
Things change quickly, that I feel you must do everything you can now. 

People’s finances and health are the first two things to go. Generally speaking. 
So if you are capable to getting everything done now, then you should. Which includes bucket lists. Feel blessed because you are still capable to be busy.

Waiting only leads to regrets.. and no one has time for that, also.

I don’t want this to come off as complaining; more so, thinking out loud…. 
Life.
Time.

They sure do throw you a lot of curve balls.

Therefore we need to keep striving. Whether we fail or not.. keep on going! 

And on a brighter note, I am planning our December and January vacations right now. 

Also, look at this fabulous breakfast I’m about ready to indulge in. I have been drinking a gallon of water a day for the past week. 

And I actually have a drinking water support group. What has my life become?! Lol
This Breakfast for Champions includes:

Quart of water

Starbucks carmel Coffee with carmel Almond creamer.

Green Smoothie: Swiss chard, kale, Spinich, banana, chlorella, turmeric, and water.  

1/2 cup of plain Cabot Greek yogurt topped with Raw chocolate nibs, frozen raspberries and raw honey.
Vitamins are split into every quart of water I drink. There here are 4 omegas and two herbal thyroid tabs. 

With my kids being older, they prepare their own breakfasts when they wake up. I try to have my morning breakfast and devotion beforehand. 

 

#4 Periods & The Eclipse 

(Ladies Only Post) 

But of course if you are interested.. 🤷🏽‍♀️

I debated on whether or not to write about something so personal, but I have asked a couple close girl-friends, and it appears that it’s a thing.

If you are still in that fertile age bracket, that is. 

(What I’m about to share here)

So, I woke up the other day to a unexpected cycle. Not only that, my daughters did too. 
None of us was expecting this. 

Twice in the same thirty day cycle, is just not something that anyone is prepared for….I assure you. 

So I called my OBGYN. She said that she’s had many women call this past week regarding their cycles…She gave me a few thoughts.

 Then off the record, she mentioned that it may have something to do with the Eclipse that just occurred last month. 😳

After I hung up, I Googled. 

And My! My! My!

Information overload! It sure was interesting. 

Some sites claim that your cycle is controlled by the moon. And  that it goes back to Bible days. 

Some say it’s all complete nonsense, and that Science can’t back up any of it. So there simply IS no reason.😐

So. Is it a coincidence? My opinion is no. But that’s just my opinion.

I guess we will never know for certain. 😔

#3 Two Quotes 

I heard two great quotes today.

Magical things start to happen when you remove negative people from your life. You are a product of the 5 closest people in your life. Family or Friends.


And-
Success is on the other side of comfort zone.


~I feel like I can relate to both of these quotes, as I have put them both into action this past year.  


#2 Fundraisers to Flannels

Ten years ago; give or take, I had a very different life style. Two tweens and three kids under five had me pretty busy. Not that I’m not busy now, but it’s a different type of busy. And looking back, it’s not that I prefer one over the other. In fact, life is simply going by too fast and I wish I could rewind it and relive certain parts over again. I love life!

I’m still homeschooling my children, while teaching and encouraging others. (If they feel led)
I’m still doing fun things in my free time…golf, tennis, dining out, and of course, shopping..

Mainly things that require me to be, well, casual… which is what this little ‘thinking out loud’ post is about.

While cleaning my closet last night; something I only do twice a year, I started realizing how many dressy clothes I have.

Did I use to go to a ton of different places that required me to dress up? Not really. I just use to dress up. It made me feel a certain way.

I use to only wear dresses, skirts, and blouses.

About fifteen years of my life. Actually.

Nowadays, I live in yoga pants and Eddie Bauer tees. Or a Ralph Lauren flannel on top of an Old Navy tee.

If I want to dress up, I wear my darker black yoga pants with a blouse. Satin or lace! It’s no  brainer. And ever so 1990’s, as my children like to say. 😁

Are yoga pants a step up from blue jeans, or a step down? The jury is still out on that one…

But currently, I’m just not a blue jeans type of gal.  So a dozen pairs of black yoga pants is what I choose from.

So where does this leave all my pretty, dressy,  clothing?

Do I sell it all now? Or wait it out to see if my style changes, feeling change,  yet again…

As stated in previous posts, my life revolves around how I feel.

Things make me feel good, bad, or uncertain.  And getting dressed up each day, for the sake of just dressing up, use to make me feel good.

Now it makes me feel uncertain. 

So I try to only dress up if I’m going to be dining out somewhere other then Chick fi’lay, but I have noticed that others generally don’t dress up for dining out anymore.

Even at fancy restaurants.

People use to dress up for the movies even. But nope! Not anymore. After all… no one sees you anyways, so I guess why bother? Is that the mind frame?

I am looking around and realizing…..

Hey! I finally blend in! I really do look like everyone else now. Basic. And maybe that is A-Okay. 🙂

One of my daughters just got back from Europe. She said that everyone dresses up if they are out in the public eye.  Meaning, no sports wear attire. No leggings, sweats, and definetly no yoga pants and tees. If you are in the public eye, you look your best. And mentally,  I do love that!

This makes me question why America is different. Didn’t people use to dress up? I know for church, events, and dining out they did… but something has changed in the past couple decades.. Everyone looks the same.

And I guess I’m just late for the party, per usual. 🙃
Do you all dress the same all the time? Regardless of where you are going. 

Do you find you blend on with everyone around you? 


Feeling Blessed

Maybe it’s just because it’s September, or maybe because business has been booming, and I just treated myself to a new sewing machine, and sewing things brings me joy!

Whatever the reason, I’m feeling insanely blessed today. 

I have set goals for myself this past year and have exceeded every one! 

Man! That feels good!

I’m praising God for all his love, devotion, and  faithfulness to me.
Also, I’m going to see Beth Moore in a couple weeks. Looking forward to that refreshment. 

James 4:8

What happened to being excited?

I have been thinking about my life lately and how I’m not as excited as I once was.

Once, being  five or six years ago.

I use to feel excited going to the gym. Yes! For real. 
Out for coffee.

I use to get excited going out to dinner.

Dressing up. 

Going to the movies.

Getting my hair and nails done.

I use to get excited buying myself a new outfit.

New craft supplies.

I use to get excited hanging out with friends.

Talking about being excited….yes!

I can probably go on, but you get the point.

Fast forward: I simply do not get excited at all anymore.

And I miss that feeling. So much!


I went ahead and watched a few YouTube videos the other day of people a lot younger then myself  who are experiencing this same thing.

This got me thinking about how ‘as a society’ things are completely at our beckon call. For the most part…

If you are not home and get hungry or thirsty, you just go through a drive-thru or out to eat. It’s not a big deal…And sometimes every single day.
Back when I was a kid, and even young adult, we waited until we got home.

Why waste money eating out all the time?

That was reserved for special occasions, holidays, anniversaries, birthdays, etc.

I also use to save up for things that I wanted.

But now I simply just treat myself.  Because why not?

It seems like this generation is doing better then ever. And everyone wants a piece.

So many young people reach millionaire status by the time they are 25. Not as many kids are choosing college and career, because they know that they can become a millionaire by just marketing themselves. Or using technology and inventing something that everyone thinks they need. It’s so easy to convince someone that they need something.
A lot has to do with being social influencers. Which use to be only reserved to celebritys.

It’s a generation thing that does not seem to be going anywhere. Not that I’m bashing it, I just want to know where the balance should be.

I know of ladies middle age and up, who have hopped on this overnight success bandwagon.  It astounds me. People just decide to transform their life, and within a couple years… they are rich & famous. They say this is ‘the me generation’ and perhaps they are right.

People are motivated to not live the lives of their parents, or grandparents. They want more! And they are getting more.

But at what cost?

This brings me right back to happiness and excitement.
I’ve always thought that three things in life would bring our nation happiness.

1. World Peace

2. Independent wealth

3. Everyone worships the same God.

So what would this look like?  On an earthly platform.

What if we had world peace. No wars. No need for military. Everyone just got along. ‘Peacefully’

What if we were all independently wealthy.

Maybe there was no need for money of any kind.

Or maybe we all enjoyed our jobs, therefore we were always in a good mood. We got along with everyone. We enjoyed our work environments completely.

We also were all the same religion.

Everything just was….

In a world that has become so fast paced, with so much wealth….

Why do we have more depressed/sucidal people then ever before?

Is it because we have arrived? 

We have nothing to look forward to. 

I’m not talking spiritually. I know we have Heaven to look forward to if we are Christians. I’m referring to here. On earth. 
The excitement. 

Where oh where has it gone?

And more importantly, how can we get it back?

Thoughts?