Worry free time ...what a concept. I like how you and your husband, dropped out of the constant interruptions life affords us. No phone, just each day the way you want to live it.
Yes, peace of mind. It's a blessing, indeed. After 40 years of running a business, that must have been so foreign to you to let go of the "noise."
Rapid communication devices such as mobile phones of today follow us everywhere. I doubt they are as easy to give up in these days.
In a big scheme of things, "peace of mind" can be anything you want it to be. That said, for me, I think you've touched on something important - there's an equilibrium involved - a balance. I'm not too worried about the world, because I'm a peace with myself. What makes me at peace with myself? I'm a good person. I do the right thing. I'm not trying to get over. I'm happy with my work product and I work hard when I'm at work. I do my utmost to show respect to others. And I do my best to be thankful and grateful for the things I have. All this combined, for me, gives me peace of mind.
Anyhoo.. It's been a quick month and I want to thank you for blogging with the Bard's Hall.
Hello Kåre เลียม Enga yes I agree with you, writing by hand seems to produce different outcomes. I’m unsure why that would be but apparently there’s a scientific reason.
Re the topic of using cash. I almost feel sorry for anyone to whom I give a note to. One gets this unspoken irritation even though they no longer need to work out the change as it’s on the till.
As for the younger generation being unable to hold a conversation, I agree. It’s said that there’s never before been a time when there’s been so much interaction between people. But it’s all done by text! None of my Grandchildren will answer a call but are always happy to have a long text conversation.
I only function after coffee. I'm much better in the early afternoon.
10:30 in Costa Rica: time to go home and bring the dry clothes in and make dinner (main meal of the day). It tended to rain in the early afternoon.
10:30 in Thailand: post-exercise, figure out the day. Hot season... seek a/c.
10:30 traveling: usually check out and catch a bus or train.
10:30 Montana: take a shower (M-Th, before 10 F-S) and get out!
10:30 when I worked... you can speak to me now...
My journal is hand-written. I haven't been as diligent and no longer write in it every day. Same with poetry... I write differently with pen and paper.
Even making change from a bill is too much and many places will not take cash forcing people to use banks that can track them... some folks are literally dropping out (sound like the 60s) but cash requires basic math skills.
Also... the ability to just sit and chat. I had an interesting conversation with a 19 year old yesterday. He was shaking... I think it was because he isn't used to talking to anyone older in public.
Ẃeβ࿚Ẃỉtcĥ It’s sad to think it’s dying out. The school curriculum is so busy, far busier than when I went to school, and yet the kids seem to be missing out on much of the basic skills these days. Mental math for instance, many are lost without a calculator. Computers do so much of our thinking for us these days. I know my memory for phone numbers, for example, has deteriorated, we have no need to remember them because they’re all in our phones. Same with spelling; mistakes get automatically adjusted. I wonder if learning to spell will be the next thing to go.
Cursive writing is becoming a lost art unless our youth are being taught it early on in school. I hear they are not teaching that in some schools. I imagine they are taught it in private schools. At least I hope they are since parents are paying tuition. They should get their money's worth. I went to Catholic school growing up. We started learning cursive writing in grade two. Cursive teaches children the fine skill of shaping letters and connecting them to create words and sentences. That is good brain exercise.
Describe a time when your work was criticized. How did you react?
I’ve had two really harsh reviews since I joined WdC. Funnily enough, both were from the same person. The first one he told me he couldn’t sleep and had decided to look for a short story to read, maybe to put him back to sleep.💤 Anyway, he was so incensed by my terrible punctuation he really let me have it, with both barrels. I was really upset, not by the fact he was trying to teach me something but the way he went about it. It felt like an attack. The second time he did the same thing was for a story for which I’d received an awardicon. I’m not saying it was perfect, grammar wise, but it certainly didn’t deserve his ire. The last time didn’t upset me, I simply used his obvious knowledge and thanked providence I wasn’t in a classroom setting with him.
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