Archive for the ‘That's life’ Category
Another yeast problem has started in my mouth necessitating a change in diet. I’ve already given up milk because of what it does to my RLS (restless leg syndrome), bread with yeast has been flung and now I’m looking at another elimination process and adding food that counteract the yeast. The biggie to get rid of is sugar! Yeast love sugar.
Finished “Planet of the Apes” – amazing book with an incredible ending.
Working on Grantchester – book 1.
Then I’ll work on Ash Adventures.
Letting my right arm rest. The shoulder has issues and I was crocheting a few days ago which created a flare up. AH!! Age.
For at least two weeks I’ve been trying to transfer my Bur Oak Chronicle website to SiteGround so I could add the book as a flipbook.
I know very little about the underpinnings of websites and when they told me I had to have nameservers pointed at blah, blah, blah, My brain went into gel mode. First of all I need step by step instructions like a recipe. I was afraid if I did something wrong, the whole thing would disappear.
I wrote back and forth between WordPress and SiteGround, sometimes emailing sometimes, chatting – AUGH! Finally today I found someone at WP and I gave him two nameserver items and he said – that’s all he needed and it should be working in 72 hours!!!
Then the railroad website I manage needed an update for SpamMaster. Couldn’t get that to work either even though I followed every direction. Finally I sent a screen print to SM and was told there were blank spaces in front of the number that needed to go. – Picky, Picky, Picky – but now that works. Happy Dance.
Only one more piece of technology – I need to delete a website that I’m not going to use. It was free for a trial, but the email and username that is supposed to work, doesn’t. I sent a screen shot of that to one of the tech people so she could see the error message I got. Haven’t resolved that yet.
I’m exhausted. Think I’ll have an apple and pecans to crunch on!!!
OH, yes, one more. On the railroad website, I changed the front page and when I update it, only part changes. I can’t figure that out yet.
Tomorrow, there’s always tomorrow. Too tired now.
I’m feeling so lazy, but I’m trying to rest my shoulder. Everytime I use it, I’m set back. So I’m bundled and cozy on the couch. Think I’ll nap.
Haven’t written for quite a while. But Thursday and Friday brought many thoughts to my mind. Went to book club to discuss “Woman in Berlin”, which in hindsight was not a good choice given the political climate we’re in now. Being the book subject was at the end of WW2, folks started comparing our new president to Hitler and all that is going on. Tried to move back to the book, but some just won’t let go.
I was getting exasperated so I suggested folks watch the CNN Money piece about Beattyville, KY .
It ended and all went home. On Friday folks started in again so I suggested again that they watch the video to try to comprehend why some poor white people would vote for Trump. The discussion went from bad to worse and I outed myself as voting for the Republican party because I am pro-life. Then added my feeling of estrangement from that party because I am pro-environment, anti-gun, anti-big business, anti-capital punishment. Don’t feel I belong anywhere.
The bottom line is that I won’t be going back to book club. As I thought more of what I should have said – isn’t that always the way. I’m not sharp-witted enough, I need to ponder. The pondering brought me to the thought that all the conversation is on an intellectual level, not a personal one where you put yourself in the shoes of the poor white population. What would I want? How would I feel with the idea of no prospects?
I don’t know. But I do feel their pain after living in Colfax and driving through Vevay or hundreds of other once-thriving communities who want it back the way it was.
I’ll add my lovely time in Arkansas, but first I want to deal with expectations.
People are deficient – I mean all of us – me included.
Expectation 1 for today – Spent lots of time with a conference coordinator going over what we expected to happen.
Then today I find out they didn’t do what we talked about. Now I’m frustrated, but as long as I identify it, deal with it and move on.
I know I’m not perfect either, but I do expect others to be!!! HA!!
I need to play a game of solitaire.
Expectation 2 – When someone says Thank You, the response has always been You’re Welcome – When did “No Problem” become an answer to Thank you.
At church this morning the sermon addressed typical reactions of folks at Christmas.
Stress and anxiety. I sat there thinking that the root cause of these two problems is expectation. Expectation is a dreaded emotional disease that creates upheaval in families, friends, work, leisure or any part of our life. It leads to pain in our own life when we expect people to live up to our expectations for them.
And the really sad part is, it’s self-imposed. I look around at the pressures people put on themselves to make Christmas so special. But special for whom All traditions must be strictly adhered to. Even if we don’t know why we do them. They just must be done. Trees, lights – indoor and outdoor, cookies, ornaments, parties, expectation upon expectation.
I watched “Kranks’ Christmas”, a movie based on John Grisham’s book “Skipping Christmas”. The couple decided to skip Christmas and go on a cruise. They found it difficult to forgo past traditions and then the neighborhood and work labeled them Scrooge and they became pariahs of the first order. And why – because they weren’t living up to the expectations of everyone around them.
Long ago, I decided that it wasn’t worth going crazy doing all the Christmasey “things”. I began dropping them one by one. First no cookie baking. AH!!! Then not worrying about the time my Christmas cards or letters got to people. Then not sending any – thanks to the computer I can send a lovely Christmas letter which I know some people hate, but I also hate getting a Christmas card from someone I haven’t seen in 10 years and all that’s in the card is “Merry Christmas ___signature_____”. I already knew their name, I want to hear about them. See an expectation and it frustrates me.
Next came “the tree”. I live alone and when grandkids visited, it was fun watching them look at the tree. One year I saved ornaments for them to put on, but they weren’t interested. Then I moved. Now I go to their houses to admire their trees. So, little by little I reduced another stressor – trimming the tree and the house. I really, really hate putting all of it away. Displaying cute Santa’s, angels, snowmen, candles, etc. all around the house means I have to put other things away and then when it’s time, do the reverse. No more.
Now I quietly, watch old movies, make presents. Visit museums and places that have lovely displays. I’m happier and stress-free. I know there are people who love this time of year because of all the traditions they want to do. I guess if it doesn’t bring you peace and joy, reduce it and then maybe eliminate it. Find the things you like the most, keep them and free yourself of what drags you down. After all they are just things. Don’t make yourself and others miserable living up to unrealistic expectations.