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| Here is a collection of ruminations and whatnot. |
| I've a killing back pain. It's due to the gremlins that negatively impact my body. They are on the loose today, Monday. Mondays are their days to make me feel sad. |
| Two dreams last night. One was that I was either looking for a job and then another job came up. The first job was not to clear to me but it was something to do witih working with an office of some sort, a technical type of workplace. Then the next job that I found myself in was in a bacteriology lab and they were getting rid of old agar (green) that had old bacteria that were anaerobic and so that was gross. Second dream I was somewhere that had people in it and a dog. It seemed it was my dog (not my real dog but a black dog) and there were people who were in an Arabic costume or maybe they were Arabs? They were there to offer their helicopter to send my dog home and then I was confused with the bill and it got too big because I somehow wrote on the thing so I was not happy that the bill was doubled. I awoke when my puppy started to puke so I got up and then that was the end of the dream. |
| A more quiet afternoon. Gave my pets their meal. Had a snack. Coffee. Vlogged. Listened to music. Looked on my social media. Wrote a bit. Blogged a bit. Worked on some other projects. Dad is finally awakening from his pain-induced sleep. He has a reaction to a few meds he has that he got as a new script and now he's swearing them off. He will have to suffer the residual pain from these meds even though he has discontinued taking them. The one thing he can have is something for anxiety but that might also cause some sad side effects. He seems to have no real recourse in keeping his health. I'm only glad that we figured it out early. I had to play detective asking him when he got this back pain - before or after he took the meds, and he said after. Life is a dice game. You get what you toss and you have to live with it but if you're lucky someone with a degree in Pharmacology will get you straight. If it's any consolation, I've not used my degree for anything else. I'm done with scientific research. That life was boring and repetitive. Or vice versa. Now I'm on to other more creative work. Thinking of making a make up story about something. I bought a little book on creativity and that might help nudge a few of my creative juices. |
| "We're all writers... a little dead inside." I don't know how true it is with other writers. I might be a little dead inside. Just a little oblivious and unconscious of what the rest of the world is doing, perhaps. Or, if not that, killing myself with the usual addictions to get through each day - drink, cigs, food that's not that nutritious, and bad music. |
| I'm persuaded to think of going back to LLR and MK. |
| I saw a couple walking She had a limp and used a cane He was a broad shouldered gentleman Who matched her stride for stride They were married They were lovers In love with each other But not that you could really tell But they did Because he stayed by her side and didn't leave her when she was fallen. |
| I'm tired today. I woke up feeling grumpy. My pups have me imprisoned in their heavy bodies and I can hardly get out of bed. The result is that I don't have a cheerful attitude when I awaken. I much rather sleep longer but then the pups start stirring and inching their way up the bed and wanting to awaken me. I've had to deal with the internet company. We have no TV. We supposedly should have it. I finally got on line and found the right people in their very confusing website to talk to. He and I tried to fix what might be keeping us from having an image on the TV. After a long time of him and me chatting at each other and me going on all fours to rearrange the plugs and figure out the cables, nothing positive happened. We still had a screen that kept saying No Signal. So at the end he decided to send a technician to our home. Dinner was not that great. My stepfather didn't buy a lot of groceries. The mortgage payment had shot up 107. dollars and so that alone made us both feel unhappy. We have to find something to add to our income. If this happens regularly we might be out of food to eat before the end of the month. We might have to stop eating altogether just so we can pay the car and the insurance, and the utilities. We are down to the bare edges of living. We hope that the mortgage company can do something about lowering the mortgage payments. We have no real hope of that ever happening. That bastard has made this happen. My stepfather is worried about how he's going to pay the bills. I've already taken over the water bill and the electric bill. I might have to give him 100 dollars more each month to pay on the mortgage. I have to admit this is a challenge. I do not shirk from challenges. I am not cowed by it. God and My Jesus will keep us safe and secure. This is merely a small blip in the life that we lead. We are seemingly abandoned by people who usually text or call us. Now they are scarce. I do not miss them much. They are all unkind at heart. They only appear to see if we are still alive and kicking. Our home is important to us. We do not intend to get out of it. We have not done anything to find another house. It is all comfortable enough for us to live in. Despite the ruin of the carpet by the pets and other problems. So I am relying on my businesses to help me find some extra income to help my stepfather get along with paying the bills. I hope that some people are still able to reply to my emails, and not be intimidated by that bastard who has made it his job to make my life unhappy and insecure. If you wish to buy from me on my Norwex website - go to maryfaderan.norwex.biz If you wish to buy from my Mary Kay business, go to marykay.com/MFaderan And if you have anyone who might be of help, tell him or her about my plight. I am not sure that this country is safe to live in for people like me who have a mind of her own, and isn't afraid to use it. |
| My philosophy of being a businesswoman is that I must believe in the products I sell. I believe that once customers and inquirers are convinced that the products are good, they will buy. But more than that, I believe that they must have trust in the person who is selling the products. A person who sells must never look at the bottom line, but in performing a service to meet the needs of the community through the products she sells. Everything else follows from that. A little sacrifice in the beginning has been the profile of many people who have grown their businesses. One of them was Mary Kay Ash, who built her multi-billion dollar company from a small office in her home with only $5000 to start with. Another one was the famous Henry Ford, who built his huge Ford company from a Ford T model car that sold for a few hundred dollars during the dark days of the Depression. I aim to be someone who wants to serve the needs of women and men, through Mary Kay and Norwex. I would like to see a world of women who are empowered by their work, through individual hard work and become strong people in the community. I would like to see a world that reduces environmental pollution and the damage of harsh cleansers that create havoc with the citizens of the world. This is my Mission Statement. |
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