A modest journal. |
My life's ups and downs... |
Thursday, February 3, 2011, 7:12am Surprise, Surprise --- it's Thursday! Downloaded more audible books last night... Such a nice way to enjoy books while you also do other things. I'm likin' it! I have a lot ahead of me this weekend... go through paperwork and trash whatever is possible; get my tax information to the CPA so I can file my taxes... Those are the two biggies. I'd like to clean as well, if possible, but I certainly don't want to over exert! =) |
Saturday, January 29, 2011, 6:53am Let's tackle the laundry... extinguish the rapidly growing mountain. It has been warmer this week. Yesterday, I didn't wear a coat---just a sweater. Nice, though I continue to embrace cooler weather after living in the pervasive humidity of Florida for the last twenty. I am a tad better. With God's help, I will yet root out emotional turmoil, be unaffected by the arrows of pain, sorrow and negativity and feel better. God, Grant me the serenity; To accept the things I cannot change; The courage, to change the things I can; And the wisdom, to know the difference. Living one day at a time; Enjoying one moment at a time; Accepting hardships as the pathway to peace; Taking, as He did, this sinful world As it is, not as I would have it; Trusting that He will make all things right If I surrender to His Will; So that I may be reasonably happy in this life And supremely happy with Him Forever and ever in the next. Amen |
Thursday, January 27, 2011, 8:11pm I am sad, angry, frustrated... I've been hit by too many things within the last two weeks. No raises at work this year, and yet the workload is increasing daily. I can barely pay my bills as it is... my daughter wants me to move back to St. Pete, but I wonder if I will find work. The health insurance premiums have gone up... and I will have less money. My parents and siblings have betrayed me. God help me, please. |
Thursday, January 27, 2011, 7:17am The frustration level rises... I found out we aren't getting any raises this year and they're increasing our insurance premium. The girl in our office who is responsible for answering the phones, is answering them less and less----ring, ring, ring is all I hear. Finally turned the volume down. She spends most of her time in the office of one of the young lawyers chatting about nonsense---both know she is responsible for the phones. They are right across from me so I must listen to every word of their bull crap. If it happens again today, I'm going to drop a hint: Isn't anyone answering the phones today?, or Please close the door, I am trying to work and finding it difficult with all the chatter. |
Wednesday, January 26, 2011, 1:23pm My oldest sister is in town avoiding me. I haven't seen her for at least three years. Weird how neither she nor my mother told me she is here. I saw her on Facebook. Since she never gets online and didn't know she was avoiding me, I attempted to chat with her. She immediately got offline. I only found out what is going on when my daughter called me after my mom called her. Apparently, my niece told my mom she saw me in a local restaurant with my ex-husband; and my mother called my daughter to gossip and also said my oldest sister is in town, staying with them. I am so "over" my birth family... No invite to Thanksgiving or Christmas festivities --- though I live just a few blocks away --- and now this. It's hard to swallow. I release all anger to the four winds----to the uninhabitable places on earth. |
Sunday, January 23, 2011, 6:43am The bell tolls and the kitty-cat scratches the glass doorway to the outside... Shh! Stop that. Where is my water pistol? He scratches again. I sigh and get up, donning my houseslippers and grabbing my robe. Might as well get up because I am wide awake. My kitty follows me as I begin to move about, eager to be petted and cuddled; I am most happy to oblige. He is my dolly. I pick up my bible, find my marker and read the next chapter. I need Him today. He is the best part of my morning. As I think about Him, I'm reminded His Word is able to save me; I am cleansed and refreshed by the reading of His Word; and I must hide His Word in my heart that I might not sin against Him. After reading His word, I pickup my computer to reconnect with friends and family through e-mail, facebook and writing.com. My heart is happy. |
Friday, January 21, 2011, 6:03pm A good friend turned forty-five today. Though I don't like what age does to one's appearance (mine in particular), I rejoice over the increase of inner growth, wisdom and, therefore, peace of mind and spirit. I now know who I am and am no longer trying to "find" myself. I am here---fully aware of my shortcomings and attributes; and I know others don't always recognize the intricate parts of me --- nor I them. Who is the hardest on me when I make a mistake or fail? Me. I know my heavenly Father loves me and that I am significant to Him. His glory is upon me and flows through me; thus, I am grateful. |
Wednesday, January 20, 2011, 7:01am I am counting my blessings this morning: my family, friends, job. My spirit is lifted. My face is smiling in contentment. |
Tuesday, January 18, 2011, 6:54am Here we go... second time, a little bit stronger and a little bit louder! I was making my entry when I got a beep that knocked me out of here to tell me about some silly yahoo mail thing. Stop it, will you? ...I was trying to say. Yesterday, I was nervous and fearful at work because we were to have a meeting with an attorney and paralegal from Montgomery about a case we're working on together... to divide responsibility. I didn't know what to expect and I was afraid I might not be up for the meeting or up for the challenge, lacking somehow. Then I began reassuring myself, internally. They are not expecting anything from me... just attend the meeting, take notes and step up to the challenge... that's all that was expected and, certainly, I could deliver as much. So, I calmed my self, walked in, took a seat and did it. Not so bad. |
Sunday, January 16, 2011, 4:49pm Mind your own business! You come here, let my inside cat out and sit eating chips and watching the ball game. Que Sera, Sera. But, of course, it’s silly for me to be upset. “It’s his destiny,” is your glib remark. My thoughts become more arduous with each passing moment. “Go home. Don’t visit me again, jerk… and by the way, screw you and the white horse you rode in on.” This fine day, I’ve cleaned the apartment while you sat on your rump, working your numbers. I didn't mind, but I certainly mind now! |