Thursday, August 15, 2013


I'm either on the brink of a break through or a break down!
I guess my awareness of that fact, eliminates the going mad factor. After all, the lunatic being dragged off never questioned their sanity. They knew they were sane as they screamed "I am the Queen of England and also a rabbit!" Hence, I should relax and look forward to the break through.

It is so tiring being up and positive and strong. Or at least it is, when it feels so little that returns. The IRS check to %Jayne continues its weirdness, as all my paperwork was returned yesterday, as return to sender. Return to sender from the IRS address, in their envelope!!! I phoned them, and was on hold for 38 minutes when the phone went dead.

I keep working, keep plugging away. Searching for opportunities, or letting go and just trusting that things will arrive. My eyes are open for things I may enjoy. I loved seeing a man driving his duck boat today in Boston. I presume, going back to the depot, that huge orange vehicle all to himself and he was singing away, I hope with the microphone on. I loved driving along 95, with all my windows down and told myself I will drive to Sedona again this year, even though I have no right to do so. (By right I mean time & money). I loved hearing adults play like children today and then work like the most gifted engineers around.
I don't know, what is the point of this ramble? Somehow to send out the wish to give me a break. Show me the way, just a little. I keep paying off my Davids head stone, as though it were a piece of furniture. I nearly went for broke and flew to Spain to see my brother. I nearly went to the dentist. I nearly gave my number to a stranger. I imagine running away. Often. Hawaii. Mexico became a possibility for two minutes over toast this morning. Is running away, running toward? If I were famous, this would be interesting!
That's a great title. What did you nearly do? Any regrets that you didn't? Any regrets that you did?

Monday, August 12, 2013

Penny Saving Moves

OK everyone you like it when I'm honest - so here it is - get ready.

In my new life,  I am spending way too much time and money on my constant need and lust for sparkling water. I just can not get enough of it. I am satisfied, only to turn over and need another bottle. How will I ever afford my plane ticket to Hawaii?
So, it has been remarked that you can get contraptions that will fizz your own waters. No need for the midnight run to CVS for a cold sparkling one. When you can just do it yourself from the tap. No conversation required, no money, just press and bing-bong, hello to the savor of a thirst!
So today was the day and with the many vouchers and Kohls coupons that have mated in the bottom of my bag - I bought my very own shiny Soda Stream. (Someone famous should/could/would name their baby Soda, it's pretty cute when you think of it.)

Now please know I work hard to live with my fear of electricity, gas and explosions. I think it may have something to do with a gas explosion that happened at the bottom of our road when I was a kid. Anyway - the fact that tonight I needed to push a gas container into anything horrified me.
Then that I am pushing down on the whole thing, and there is water and glass involved, while I'm standing in a hot kitchen. Oh my, I swore and sweated unnecessarily, lets just say that. Anyway, I have now had the maiden voyage and I understand that the first time is not the best. I think I tasted plastic, sorry! We all, however, survived and I have officially named him Soda SamStream. For awhile we will just go steady and later I may add a few flavors as my experience grows.

I trust my ROI on this purchase will be quick, because with that saving and my at home self manicures - I want to get to Hawaii before the year is through. 
PS the benefit of my at home self manicures is three fold; I know for sure that I am talking about me, I can only pick one color and I do not tip myself. Even when I'm happy!

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