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one of the reasons that I'm single is that I hate a lot of jobs. Visiting the Ikea is bad, but when I hear the word 'chores', I hit acute, start sweating and get rid of red spots everywhere. Sure, I also sometimes have a lot of fun, because you do not always end up there, but if I can outsource it I will not fail. Enough handy harries in the Netherlands who want to do black work and are much more convenient than me. I am able when I change a light that the electricity elsewhere in the neighborhood fails is also a gift, but will not be thanked during, for example, a major international. Because that gift possessed my ex, she invented the dumbest jobs during or just before such a match. But to hire an electrician for a lamp is heavily exaggerated so I did it very quickly because the match started like that. I stood there juggling on a much too shaky kitchen story that had long since already had to be replaced, and when turning the lamp on and off, I got a current pulse through my body. Since my eega held the stairs, the effect was even more beautiful, like a sidemanal guide it to her and she walked around for a week with a trendy haircut ......Painting was not even something I stood out in. Painting a bedroom, a small room with new laminate, a nice beech color and then quickly freshen up the walls. Woman was shopping, gave her my debit card so that she did not circumnavigate annoyingly around me like a hornet for a horse's fig. I entered the room with full courage and began to paint enthusiastically. I will probably never find out how those painters do that without sputtering, but I got a blob of paint in my eye and my reaction was to rub it out. Never do it with a brush in your hands .. Tears popped in my eyes and with fright I stepped back in the bucket with paint, slipped from two meters into a corner with a trail that I now understand why mom said that morning: do you put down plastic treasure ....Garden jobs are not really my thing, lawn mowing was still possible, but after that hedge the hedge, you often see those beautiful hedges, beautiful greenery, true artworks our hedge was so abstract art

So that is one of the reasons that I outsource jobs and since now I do not have a wife and I stay nice and with the money I save by never going to do a big job at the local pub.

......... Sit In Silence. “Silence is a source of great… …

.............. I have suffered, I have failed, I have broken and been broken; I have continued, I have won, I have sat in glorious silence... And, I have lived an amazing life.

WHY I DO NOT CLEAN MY HOME,,,,,,,,,, I do not clean windows because ... I love birds and I do not want them to fly against clean windows and hurt themselves.

I do not put floors in the laundry because ..... I am very afraid that a guest slips and hurts. I would find that terrible (and maybe they will complain to me).

I do not care about the dust nests because .... They are good company. Most of them I have given a name and they never contradict, whatever I say ... ..

I do not break cobwebs because ... I want every living thing to have its own 'home' ... I do not to the spring

cleaning because ...... I love all seasons and do not want the other seasons to be jealous ..... I do not remove weeds in my garden because .... I do not want to walk in front of God , he is an excellent designer.

I do not put things away because ..... I will never be able to find them again.

When I invite visitors to come to dinner, I never give a gourmet evening because ....... I do not want to let my guests get stressed about what they will have to cook if they invite me to come and eat ... .. I do not iron clothes because ... I have chosen to believe the labels that state:

I do not worry, I do not care because ... "A Type" personalities die young and I intend to stay in the area until I am a wrinkly and cracking old man ............. (a clean house is a sign of a broken computer) And my computer works fine!

Song from Red Dead 2 game...May I stand unshaken amidst the crash of worlds.
Best words ever. Anyone who is approaching or into old age has seen many worlds crash around them. Children have a view of how life is, should be and will be for them. And then they get B slapped. How seldom does life turn out the way expected.
I see life as a river you float down. Sometimes you rest on a lush island. Sometimes the flood carries you and maybe even over a falls. With luck you survive and float on again. Very few people get to live their life on a lush island and some end up dying going over a falls.
My dad was born in another era. All the changes he went through in life is mind boggling. He lived through the Spanish flu and never even talked about it!? Went from gas lights to electricity, horse era to autos. Radios to TVs.
When I think life is tough, I remember what he and mom lived through and say I have no comparison.
I feel sorry for the spoiled young of today. Sheltered from adversity, spoiled and told the world is awaiting them, they run head on into the real world and bury themselves in drugs or suicide. They grow up with no coping skills. Death is hidden except on video games where they can always reset. The first time they are told no, they flip out.
My parents had the means to spoil me. I know mom was an easier mark. But, they knew the rest of the world didn't care. And it was their job to say no more than yes. Make me think..do I really want that. Teach me that money takes work and spend and save wisely.
So many lessons we old folks were taught are gone. So many skills we learned are fading into obscurity.
I am surprised by the kindness shown in this time of plague. But, see already the greed factor kicking in, lead by corporations ticked off cause profits are falling. I hate the phrase..oh I love it. No, I don't love foods or cars or clothes. I only love special people. I may really like materials goods, but, reserve love for humans and animals and the earth.
We face a crash of worlds. What will next year prove we are?

Is such a dream. My landlord worked hard on it so I could move in January. I actually got to move in mid December. Every time I walk into it, it still smells of fresh paint.

This is my first time renting a house. I hope to buy it in the future. My coworkers always ask if I get lonely. Of course, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. At least right now.

I would like to share it with someone but it seems all men want nowadays is sex. The ones that don’t are just friends and don’t want to be with me.

Life just plain sucks sometimes but I’m so grateful for this house. I’ll be lonely if it means I can have this house. The loneliness seems so small in comparison.

I am who I am. I have to do this with this body and this spirit. This is all I have. I can not trade anymore. This is apparently exactly as I should be; without me, as I am at the moment, the creation was not complete. I keep blaming myself for things I can not (yet) do. I do not have to be perfect. I do not have to be able to do what I can not do. Perfection is stagnation and stagnation is dead. I live so I make mistakes. I can also make mistakes. I learn from mistakes. In fact, I am perfectly correct because I make the mistakes I make! This is how I keep the evolution going.
I get exactly what I need. Everything helps me to fulfill my mission on earth - including the setbacks and the disease, the enemies and quarrels, the lost loves and the broken hearts. If I do not see that now, I will be able to see it later. I realize at every difficult moment that everything could have been much worse. I only need to be completely honest with myself. Sometimes I have to deal selectively with the truth. Total honesty towards other people is not always loving, on the contrary. And sometimes I have to protect myself, that is the way it is in this world. If I do not lie to myself; if I know what I do and why.I can never please the whole world. What one finds good, the other finds useless. There will always be someone who criticizes me; there will always be someone who admires me. I just have to do what I feel I have to do. I keep my attention in the now. Old cows hear in the ditch. Everything happened because it had to happen, there is no point in worrying about it. Faint fantasies about the future also waste energy. NOW is by far the most fascinating, interesting moment of my life, because only NOW really happens, in flesh and blood, what happens! Use my memory and dig up useful memories, but I will not whine.

This is right up there with the weirdest thing that has ever happen to me. Last night I woke up with a cramp in my left calf muscle. This is not the first time this has ever happened. The remedy is somewhat simple, I just stand up and lean forward on my left foot extending the cramped muscle.

Well...not last night. I went to stand up and it was like my left leg was not even there. I wound up collapsing on the floor. So, I gave it another try...again, I collapsed on the floor. I did not have any muscle control in my left leg.

So...not only was I suffering with a calf cramp, I wound up with some rug burns on my knee. ....just weird. Never had that happen before.


Any ideas to what may have caused such a thing?


I had to take care of my cramp by sitting on the floor and grabbing the top of my foot. :(


Today my leg is working with no issues.

what cures a guilty consciousness...?

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