Saturday, February 21, 2015
I've been dreaming of a new laptop for so long. Not just dreaming, pining, aching, longing. There are lots of things I think I just have to have. I am slow to purchase. I have so much. But the laptop fever seemed to have taken hold tightly. It was shaking me up.
I work the weekends, offering me hour upon hour to search for specs and deals. Believe it or not, last weekend I found a 15 inch Acer Aspire with 320 GB HD, 2 GB DDR3 L Memory and Intel Celeron Processor for under $200 - no tax or shipping and handling.
Oh, I fretted. Wow! and double WOW! What to do... I searched, researched, read reviews, looked for issues, delayed and considered, then I bought it. Yep.
One week later, I am typing this post, at work, on my new laptop.
In my head, I think this will open up more online earning opportunities. I have the time and in the past have earned nicely doing surveys and focus groups.In reality I can watch movies on my laptop and use my tablet to read crochet patterns. I live to tie knots.
Whatever you believe, your desires become your reality. For what are beliefs but thoughts you continue to think.
Please check out my Lenten Reflection Blog. I am posting from The Book of Blessings. This week focuses on compassion and kindness.
If we desire something different, we must tell a new story. (Abraham Hicks)
Monday, February 9, 2015
Today, I would rather sleep. Just hunker under the covers and wait for the moment I am absolutely required to leave my peace and quiet. I've done it. Stayed in bed and waited. It was good; until, it wasn't.
The girls arrive and then no matter how I feel, I have to get a move on. I mean, "Bust a move!"
I was using that time in bed to reclaim my life, my energy, some bits that I lose by working 40 hours in a row. However, I was losing my Monday. That means that instead of having five days of my own, I donated another 16 hours to the making of my money.
This morning, hard as it was, I got up just past 9 AM. That still gave me nine hours in bed. It took until 11 AM to get out the door for the days errands. And two hours later as I sit warming my lunch, I am exhausted. I could easily crawl back into my bed. But no. In less than an hour, the first little one will arrive and I must be ON. Her movement requires nothing less. No half stepping.
For today, I reclaimed from my bed five hours I had thought to donate. Perhaps tonight I will get to sleep earlier. Perhaps, but not likely. The day is unwritten.
On a deeper note - I will be posting to Lenten Reflections 2015. While out I found a book I will use for direction and reflection. More later, there.