Community Service- Junk

I feel like a hoarder these days.  I have a lot of furniture, especially in the basement.  I have a lot of stuff that I got at rummage sales and online facebook groups.  I have clothes everywhere. Most importantly, I have baby stuff everywhere. Toys and clothes and sippy cups and all sorts of baby stuff.  

Not only is there baby stuff in the house, but it’s also in the yard.  I mean, she’s only 1 year old! How has she overtaken my life, house, and yard so much? Don’t get me wrong, I know she enjoys her toys and has a bunch of fun inside and outside.  She loves her slide, she loves her sandbox.  It’s just everywhere! More importantly, its getting completely mixed with my stuff all over the floor. 

How does one remedy this?  Well,  we could pack it all up and sell it, we could pack it all up and organize it and what not.  Or we can accept it as it is and work with the Wee One as she grows and teach her to pick up. This leaves me as the problem. We have so much stuff everywhere, yet I keep picking up more whenever I can get a great deal on it.  If I can get a new shirt for myself for 2 dollars and I think it’ll fit nice, I’ll buy it.  Yesterday I got Wee One a pair of shoes that probably won’t fit her for another 6 months to a year for $5.00.  Is this a problem? Maybe. I’m just so worried that in 6 months we won’t have enough money to buy the new shoes that we’re going to need.  So I’m preparing now for it.  

I’m sure it’ll get better as we go, and I know what I’m doing so I’m hoping that in knowledge I can remedy the situation.  

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Honor

If I were to honor anyone today, it would be my mom seeing as its her birthday 🙂 

My mom is great, she’s always stood by me and my decisions and has helped me through so many difficult times in my life. I don’t know where I would be without my mom. I especially want to thank her for helping me through the birth of my first child. She was so awesome helping me through such an amazing and hard time in my life.  This is going to be a short post because there’s no way I can put into words the shear amount of respect I have for my mom.  

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Regret

Regret to a child is a very difficult thing to express. Feelings of regret are based more on the knowledge that if you had or hadn’t done something, the way the situation would have turned out would be completely different.  

So my biggest regret:

When I was 18, I was an adult. Or rather, I was sure I was an adult… turns out looking back that I wasn’t.  I tried moving away from my family and friends to attend a school across country.  This was one of my favorite places in the world that I was moving to, and at school I was able to study something that I found really fun and interesting.  Alas though, after 3 months and my grandmas passing, I became terribly homesick.  I couldn’t stand it, I was depressed and stopped going to work and didn’t care as much about school even though my classmates tried to make it better.  So alas, I moved home and decided to go to school for something entirely different and work.  I truly believe that had I kept with school, I would have ended with a lifestyle similar to the one I enjoy and love now but with a distinct difference. 

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Imitation- Daily Prompt

I’m not well read enough to imitate a favorite author. I find enjoyment in reading conversational stories that transport me to different eras, places, and in some instances worlds.  I appreciate many types of literature and many different writers. I don’t think I could pick just one to imitate, and even if I could I’m sure my imitation would be far from flattering ;). So for now, I will leave you with a limerick, because I’m sure even the greatest of poets and authors enjoyed a good rhyme. 

If you catch a Chinchilla in Chile

And cut off its beard, willy-nilly

You can honestly say  

That you have just made

A Chilean Chinchilla’s chin chilly

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Sculpted- Daily Prompt October 13

If I were to think about what I would want to have sculpted from the last part of my life, I’d have to say that I just don’t know.  I love sculptures, I really do.  However, I don’t think anything in my life is worth placing in immortality like a sculpture would.  I would hate to have that kind of pressure!  Therefore, I guess I’m just not into this daily prompt. Permanent art is for events and people who find themselves important enough that they need to be remembered through all points in history.

People are supposed to look at these things and say, “wow this is significant in the passage of human history.” I feel like if I were to have a part of my life immortalized, society would look at it and say, “So what? That’s what everyones life looks like, what makes you think you were so special?” Maybe I’ll change my mind someday, I hope I do something important enough and different enough that it’s worth remembering. 

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