Oh the HUMANity

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Five days a week I work across the hall from a doctors’ office. The largest demographic of clientele are elderly or injured. Most of the time, I am zoned into the duties of my job and barely notice the foot traffic in my line of sight. Occasionally I look up while I’m thinking over something or because something caught my eye and I’ll see regular people, with kind faces opening doors for each other, helping their injured or elderly loved ones, friends, patients; as they walk inside the clinic and take their place in line to see the doctor. I see people hop up from where they are sitting to get the door for someone who has come alone and is on a walker or in a wheelchair.

They sit patiently and make conversation with each other, and others in the clinic and generally it’s a friendly little crowd in that waiting area – and it IS most definitely a crowd from 8-5 any given weekday.

As our nation sits back and discusses the general consensus on the Confederate Battle Flag, I want to call attention to this very human activity of coexisting peacefully. Sharing space with other people suffering maladies, having bad days, living with constant pain – and they all somehow remain civil, peaceful and even friendly.

Life is hard for everyone at some point, we would do well to remember that we all suffer from the human condition, practice a little empathy, be nice to each other and prepare to be in awe of the humanity out there to be witnessed. It ain’t ALL bad folks.

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Pfffft…..Haters!

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There’s this term that I can’t stand, but it’s being used more and more all the time.

HATERS

My love for words stems from a deep seated desire to always represent myself with the proper words for how I’m thinking or feeling. With that said, the very word “Hater” makes no sense to me.

What is a hater? It’s a nonsensical word that people use because it’s easy and it speaks to discontent, all the while it doesn’t really mean ANYTHING. Wrapping your head around that is nothing more than a quick education in the circle jerk.

I propose we stop making up words that don’t hold any meaning and say what we really mean. Instead of “DON’T HATE”, say what you mean, “STOP BEING AN ASS!” It’s really liberating – I promise.

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In the Still of the Night

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The whirring sound of the blades, the cool air it creates, I love my fan. A fan serves dual functions for me, cools the room – and I am SERIOUSLY hot blooded, so all year long I have a fan on.. but it also serves as my white noise. I am your typical light sleeper, in a quiet house – I hear EVERY sound and I’ll toss and turn all night. As young people we fall asleep to the tv or the radio and we don’t think anything of it, we’re just media hogs and we ingest noise because we love it.

There are countless articles that repeat this chorus of “for better sleep turn off your screens! leave devices alone for half an hour before sleeping!…..and so on, etc….” I always dismissed the validity of it because I too, am a media hog. I adore music, I love old tv shows, but I have realized that it does not serve me well at night. This all happened quite by accident a few years ago, I was exhausted one afternoon and at the time all of my devices were quiet, I wasn’t using them, my bedroom was completely quiet except my fan as I sat trying to decide whether to stay up or nap. Ya’ll know I ended up asleep, no nap, OH NO, all night long. When I woke up the next morning, I was refreshed, wide awake and ready for the day, I had slept better than I had in a long time.

So that got me thinking and I tried that for about a week, it was WILDLY successful. I did add ambient noise from my favorite favorite app, Rainymood. I found the website several years ago and used to set it up at night on my tv (that doubled as a giant monitor) through my pc, and it would play all night. Now they have an app and they’ve added all sorts of pairings with the sound of the rain (like this awesomeness Rain + Deadmau5). The android app has a 1 hour timer and Pandora has a 1 hour timer, so I’ll set them up and turn up my fan and settle in for sleepy time. When I wake up, the only sound is the fan, which is good because I need to be able to hear my alarms, all four of them.

I find when I don’t go through that routine before sleeping, I just don’t sleep as well. Being a light sleeper is good for things like camping, when you have small children and probably being a prisoner, though I wouldn’t know anything about how that is, you know because – for the most part I obey the law (close your mouth, it’s really true). I encourage you to try this if you find you have issues sleeping, different things work for different people but this has been working for me for years now, I think you’ll find it most helpful.

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My Pursuit of Happiness and Wealth

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Tiny home living is near and dear to my heart, it is my future and the only way I can see that I can finance all of the things I want to do in this life without being a slave to credit card companies, or incurring a mountain of debt. Living tiny. My plan consists of minimalizing the crap I have, because it’s just stuff, and scaling down out of apartment living or renting and living in an RV until I have enough saved to build a tiny home. Will it drive me crazy? Maybe, but I doubt it. You know what makes me nuts? Looking around at my, now larger apartment (since my move), and realizing I’m not going to be using half of it. It’s frustrating to know that I’ll be heating, cooling and living in a dwelling where half is unused.

I’ve been a single mom since my son was 3, we have always struggled and I’m too proud to go on gubment assistance, these all were seeds planted that have led me to this near fanaticism to do this. Last year when I learned about tiny homes and really started researching it, it was the answer to my answerless question, “How does a person survive in this economy without being a slave to corporate america?” Tiny home living is the answer, imo.

I’m not the only one this move will concern however, my son is a big part of my home and I don’t expect at that point that he’ll have left home yet. He will turn 18 in a few short weeks, but still needs to finish high school and go to college. I simply refuse to wait until he’s out of higher education to make this change, he’ll just have to adapt. I’m long since over cleaning up space that I don’t see as necessary, or using space that doesn’t have everything in it that I want.

I have not ever really been much of a conformist when it comes to thoughts about money or how to live, I like to apply what I call the common sense quiz when I’m thinking about how to use my money.

Will I use what I’m about to pay for/ buy frequently? (get my money’s worth)
Do I have the money to pay for this right now? (living within my means)
In one week will I still want/need this? (need vs want)

Usually answering those questions will help me to arrive at my conclusion about whatever I’m about to spend money on; I don’t have credit cards, don’t want them. I’ve checked out the nearest well rated RV park to my job, and it’s in an area I’m already fond of, that has all the conveniences I’m accustomed to having and it’s nearly half the cost of my current apartment to live in the community. When I think about that large of a reduction in my bills, I get very anxious to DOITRIGHTNOWRIGHTNOWRIGHTNOW!

The older I get, the more impulsive I’ve become. I’ll make a decision and just act, within days, maybe it’s not impulsive – could be I’m just not over thinking anymore….yeah we’re going with that one. When I want to do something, I just do it, and buying an RV to live in is going to be amazing, it’ll grant me all the financial freedom I’ve lost to working to live…and THAT my friends is my end game. I am SOSICKANDTIRED of working to live. At 36, I’ve already been working for 22 years and I’ve spent all of that taking care of other people, including myself of course, but now that I can turn that focus onto how I want to spend my latter years, living tiny is the way for me – I’ve even started thinking about who I can give my heirlooms to when I’m ready to part with them. Because that is going to happen. My connection to material things with very few exceptions, was effectively eliminated with my temporary move to Colorado.

It’s a tiny home for me folks. THAT is my pure utopia.

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