Mistakes are how we learn. If we didn’t make them, we wouldn’t learn from them. Not always are they mistakes we want to admit to making, but we must make them in order to learn and boy, oh, boy, have I learned a lot in my life from making mistakes! I remember my mom saying why do you have to learn the hard way? I said that’s the only way. It’s true isn’t it? We remember the lesson better when we learn it the hard way.
In creating this blog, I have made endless mistakes. To start with, I had no idea how to link this to Facebook. The gentleman who attempted to help me had no idea, as well. He was older than I am, and vaguely recalled using WordPress. So, I Googled and Googled and Googled until my head spun. Literally every person who had a tutorial did it completely differently. I was ready to pull my hair out. Then along came a young man who definitely had a clue what he was doing. He had his own style which worked. I stood there in awe watching him saying to myself why oh why didn’t anyone else create a tutorial as simple as this. I thanked him profusely for his help. It took him all of 5 minutes to do what had taken me weeks. Yes, I learned from all of my mistakes (there were many of them).
Putting an image on my blog was interesting, too. You know…a picture. Again, easier than anyone had demonstrated on Google/YouTube. Oh my! I felt so old watching him whipping around that computer.
Making my website prettier will take awhile. Don’t worry. Some nice young man will help me. I appreciate their help because I have made oh so many mistakes while working on this site.
Advertising is also a challenge sometimes. But my ads happen because someone else has a clue. We have to admit our mistakes. Trust me. It is so much easier to admit them then to spin our proverbial wheels in one place. Since I have anxiety, knowing someone has a clue really does makes such a difference. Have a great day and make lots of mistakes.
Raining when I was a kid meant staying inside. Like most kids, I hated that. As an adult, it means my garden gets watered and my hips hurt. It also means my well is full. That is so important to me. I need water to wash my dishes, myself, and my clothes. I need it to drink and cook with.
Raining also means flooding. I remember 1972. Agnes wasn’t technically a hurricane. She was 3 storms that stopped over the Eastern corner of the US from PA to Virginia. Beyond that I’m not sure if New York or Ohio got hit, but I’ve seen photos from PA to Virginia of the flooding. I remember the bridge from Shamokin Dam, PA to Sunbury, PA being underwater. That picture will never leave my head. I also remember people pulling together to clean up the mess. I remember my family getting in the car and coming down the mountain to see just how bad the flooding was. We lived on a mountain, obviously. We parked the car and got closer to get a better look at all of the damage.
Today it is raining. We are expecting several more days of this. I understand there is an issue in the Gulf of Mexico that is causing this. For now we wait for it to stop raining. We live on a hill. Hills are truly a blessing.
Sump pumps suck water up. They’re beautiful things. When we first moved into our house, the water was about 8 inches deep. Fortunately it had a sump pump. In a few hours that water was gone.
In the years since, we replaced our sump pump because it wore out. We redirected the water that entered our basement elsewhere. Today that water level in our basement is minimal. There are so many things that we count as blessings today. I hope you have many, as well.
Hydrogen peroxide is a germ’s enemy because it attacks for the sole purpose of killing them. But it is also my best friend for that same reason.
It is 2 parts of hydrogen to 2 parts of oxygen. While it is similar to water in composition, it is not water and is not edible.
I found out that hydrogen peroxide can tell me whether something is clean or not. I pour it on a spot. If it fizzes, it is not clean. As a matter of fact, the spot is crawling with germs. How do I kill them? I use hydrogen peroxide on the item.
I clean my floor with hydrogen peroxide. Why you ask? Because it eats the dirt off as it fizzes. I love watching it chewing away at the dirt. Plus, you know how they say my floor is clean enough to eat off of? Well, maybe mine is that clean…before anyone walks on it.
I put an old rusty fork we had found in the yard in my dish water and left it soak while I washed all the rest of the dishes. I lifted it up and scrubbed it a bit. The shine that came from cleaning it was surprising. I called my husband and excitedly told him. He said he wanted to see it. When he got home I handed it to him. He was reasonably impressed. Coffee stains in coffee cups disappear.
Yellow stains on teeth disappear. Yes, you can brush your teeth with hydrogen peroxide. Don’t drink it. It may make your blood bubble which may kill you, so don’t do it.
It makes the laundry clean. I mix mine with washing soda which I buy off the Amish and make OxiClean. I mix it to the consistency of cottage cheese and add it to the washer while the washer is filling. My whites are extra white now.
Female issues used to plague me (UTIs). Gone. I believe the germs from my dirty (freshly washed) underwear caused me to have symptoms of the UTI’s. As soon as I put on a truly clean pair of underwear, the symptoms vanished.
The satisfaction of a germ free house helps me feel great about cleaning. So, I will continue to use hydrogen peroxide.
Millions of rich people are around us, and you probably think the ones who spend the most money are the richest. On the contrary, most rich people tend to hang onto their cash.
They hire someone to mow their grass because their time is worth more than the guy who is mowing their grass is making. They have their groceries delivered to the house because they buy in bulk and don’t have time to shop. They view it as a better bargain to have the groceries delivered than to take the time away from business to do the shopping. In other words, they view their money as an employee.
We pay our bills on credit. They pay theirs off. We say we need that sweater (another one). They say they have plenty of sweaters. Another one would be a waste of money. You say that beater truck is perfect. So you buy it and repair it over and over as the value stays at the bottom. They buy a new one and maintain it so the value doesn’t shrink that much.
They own more than we do, but we don’t see it. They own land, stocks, and successful businesses. We see their middle America home. We see their pickup truck. We see their quiet life and comment that millionaires party so we know they’re not millionaires. They laugh silently. I know millionaires who rarely go on vacation.
Their children may attend school with ours, at least for awhile. They spend the money to ensure their kids inherit their businesses. They teach their kids how to become rich by working for themselves. We teach our kids to work for their kids. And we wonder why we aren’t rich.
There is a way to change that. Hire someone to mow your grass. Start a business. Buy a new car and maintain it well.Stop buying things you don’t need. Do you know what I don’t have? A toaster. We use the oven to toast our bread. Look at all the junk you own and pare it down to what you really need. Your viewpoint on your spending habits will change as you pare your stuff down. Millions only own things that are worth enough money to sell one of these days.
Family reunions, to the best of my understanding, were designed to bring families together on occasion to celebrate the fact that family works. My last family reunion was a number of years ago when my siblings spewed hate at me. That has always been my perception of family since that was what I saw, so I turned my back on mine. I’m not about impressing others. I’m about surviving. That is pretty much it.
So when my nephew called and suggested that we all get together, my gut tightened. Remember, I suffer from anxiety. I watched him when he was just a boy. I took him to McDonalds for Happy Meals, I basked in the pride of my nephew, until I got married. My husband liked him too, so for years we bought him birthday gifts and Christmas presents. It was fun watching him find joy in his gifts.
Then my brother told me about the family reunion. My one sister commented that since I was so smart, I should know my own property line (they were moved many times). She and her husband own exactly nothing. We have owned our own home for 25 years. I knew it was another one of her snotty comments verifying she was jealous of us. Over 20 years later, they still have nothing to show. Then my brother, my nephew’s father, made some shots. I informed everyone it was time for us to go home. I wanted no more of the fighting. My sister had this look of uh oh. Oh well, stop pretending to be a Christian and actually be one.
My husband and I had made sure my brother had a garage built for free. He suggested that we spent our money willy nilly. That was really none of his business. I made that clear of that when I informed him that since he was so smart with money he should pay for the free garage he received. I suggested $3,000. Now I’m greedy, according to him. You just cannot win in my family. Hate rules, I determined and informed everyone that I was sick of the jealousy and would not be visiting or calling any of them. The hate constant brewing in my family wasn’t going to destroy me.
Then my nephew called me and said he missed me. I couldn’t think of a thing to say. I explained why I asked for the money. He said it didn’t matter. He was tired of the great divide and missed his Christmas gifts. What could I say? We scheduled the get together. I told him his dad wasn’t invited. He said that was fine. His father immediately stated that I had better not say anything hateful about him. Seems to me that comment meant he knew he did it and fully expected me to do that. Cheaters understand cheating and cheating only…that sort of thing. I was instantly hesitant. What other hateful things had my brother said?
We visited. We fell in love with his kids. His wife is a lovely soul. Many tears were shed. All in all, it was a great day, but I will ask him what his father is afraid of in suggesting I would talk crap about him. I’m too busy to worry about his so called rich self. I am thankful for everything I have and happy for him.
Amazon is a site on the internet where you can buy anything. Well, almost anything. They sponsor my page and I’d love it if you would check them out. Click on one of the ads I have and it will transport you onto the website. You don’t have to buy that product, but do take a look around. I’m sure you will find better bargains than most other places. That is why I chose them as my sponsor.
Locally, there is an Amazon warehouse in Allentown, PA and New Castle, DE. I believe there is a new warehouse that is bigger than the one in New Castle in Delaware. I temped for them one Christmas. When I say locally, I mean within a couple hours of my home. New Castle, depending on traffic, can take a good hour and a half to get there. Now, you know why I didn’t stay at the job.
I bought many things from them. We have a rechargeable flashlight we bought from them, CD’s, filters for my coffee maker, and so much more. Not only are their prices the best, but they also are fast when it comes to shipping. I’ve ordered things and they have arrived the next day. I remember being not just impressed, but rather shocked by the experience.
What has been your experience with Amazon? Has it been awesome? Did you just love what you bought? Did it arrive fast enough? Or were you disappointed? Amazon does its best to please the customers. That is one reason that sell so much.
Costco allows me to wander around its warehouse to shop, otherwise I’d buy more from Amazon. I still like looking at what I buy first. I like touching the clothing. I like the customer service that face to face customer service gives me, but not all stores offer good customer service. Many items also cannot be found anywhere but online. Think about all of that and go visit them. I think you might just like them.
Organization is the dream for many of us. I like having specific places to put things. When I know for sure where to look for them, and they are there, I feel calmer. For example, I bought a storage unit and drawers which hold items my husband and I leave by the door. I’ll call it my launch pad. In the morning, I just grab what I left there and go. No more hunting for my keys or my purse. The stress that reduces is immeasurable.
My dog’s leash is in the bottom drawer along with flea treatments for both pets. Every day while she dances around, she knows that when we go there, that we are getting her leash for a walk. Imagine just grabbing your dog’s leash and going. No more digging and arguing.
My husband has a basket for his medications. I have a plastic bag. My towels are rolled up in the bathroom. My bathroom cleaners are under the sink. I even rearranged my kitchen and tossed extra appliances. Less really is more! I don’t have a toaster anymore. Instead, we stick the bread on a cookie sheet and toast it there.
I have a bucket for my seeds and small garden tools. On the front porch, I have a spot for large garden tools and snow shovels. My camping supplies are in large totes. We just grab them and go.
Organization isn’t just a fantasy. It is pure joy, because of all of the time it saves.
It is also something to be thankful for. And, boy, do I feel thankful for all of the time saved looking for things! If I’m bleeding to death, I have a place for all of the bandages and necessary equipment to save my life! Yes, organization is a lifesaver! I am placing an ad for a magazine which may help you be more organized. Check it out! It helped me!
Skills are what I need to run this site. Skills are what most of us need in order to do our jobs.
My skills for running this site are limited, but steadily growing. Keep watching for the changes! Blessings abound in our little world.
Your skills will come as you go. You can get them on the job or through a good education. Trial and error is tough, but effective as well. No matter how you get them, you will need them in order to function in our modern world.
Skills are what my husband has that allow him to renovate our 98 year old home. We have a cape cod that was in bad shape when we bought it: the bathroom sink leaned heavily to one side; the sinks (all of them) leaked; the stove was probably purchased when the house was built, but we would fix all of that (note that I am taking a little credit). I was the designer, so yes, I will take my share of the credit.
Someone told us to just throw a coat of paint on it and sell it. Um. No. We put in a new upstairs bathroom, a new kitchen, and are replacing that old bathroom. No leaks, no leaning sinks. These are blessings that come with marrying a very talented man.
He replaced the busted up railing on our front porch, as well. He put in a brick patio out back. I did the landscaping, something I am very proud of. There is a lovely walkway in from our driveway which curves its way to our patio. I have several rock gardens and a vegetable garden. We have a little seating area next to one of the rock gardens.
What do you want in a home? Peace and tranquility is what we wanted, so we have it now.
Friday is a very busy day for me since I run errands all day. This Friday will be especially busy because we are going to the Green Dragon Farmer’s Market in Ephrata. We have brand new phones and want to get cases to protect them. There is a guy (several, actually) who sells cases. The prices are good and the cases are attractive. He’s pretty nice and is good at eyeballing our phones to fit his cases.
Before that I will go to the farmer to buy our milk and eggs. She has great bread prices for whole grain goodness. I love to buy Arnold’s bread which she usually has. She has a few dogs who dive bomb me when I get out of the car. They are golden retrievers and friendly. There’s a little store that sells vinegar, which I use for everything, at a great price. Then there is Costco. The Costco I go to is very busy. We switched to this one because they have everything. Their prices are slightly better than the former Costco we visited. I have to get to know the staff. That may take a little while because the place is that big. Friday isn’t half as busy as Saturday, so I make it part of my errands.
I also visit Aldis. They have solar lights which I am putting on my walkway. at 4:30 in the morning, my back yard is quite dark. The lights will help to see where I am going.
We will probably get sandwiches while we are at the Farmer’s Market, along with fresh produce.
Friday shows up quickly for me. This week I filed the last of our taxes and set up our phones. That was a lot, if you ask me. In a month, the refunds will arrive. How many Fridays is that? About 4.
Health is something we have to work at improving. My health is definitely improving thanks to a few changes I made over these past few months. I didn’t join a gym. I didn’t make extreme dietary changes. So, how did I do it?
A few weeks ago, my husband and I were out to dinner and met an 89 year old man and his 69 year old sister. He was in a wheelchair and his sister was caring for him. They were entertaining. He had done so much in his life including serving in the military, welding (best in the company), running a business! Just imagine making it to 89 years old! The stories you could tell! How exciting! But that won’t happen with today’s lifestyles. Changes need to be made…not many…just a few.
We had already been on a diet. We were cutting out the junk food. You know what that is…cakes, cookies, hot dogs, soda, chips, fast food, and so on. We were pleased with our shrinking waist lines. We had also made a decision to take more walks. His cholesterol is dropping, as well as his blood pressure. We drink more water. We feel better. Will we make it to 89? Who knows, but we will look good on our trip there.
Are we suffering? Are we missing the junk food? No we are not. We love the new lifestyle. We have a little junk food every now and then. But, donuts don’t taste good anymore. Sodas taste like sugar water.
My husband’s grandmother made it to 99! Now that’s a goal! There are many great examples of people who aged gracefully. We find them daily. The dog loves our walks. She appreciates our attention.
We occasionally have an alcoholic drink. We feel no need to get drunk. Life really is that good. Oh, and my grocery bill? It dropped significantly. Cookies and soda really run up the grocery bill.