Productive Monday?

I decided that I was going to have a productive Monday. I had a relaxing weekend and was all powered up with things to do. My mind was racing with new ideas. They say that Mondays are never productive so I thought I would go against the grain.

First, the computer was doing that thing it does. My needed programs for my business would not load up. This happens occasionally for unknown reasons. I had to restart four times. Every reboot took 10 minutes from my time  Ok do not get frustrated I thought just keep moving forward, I told myself.

Of course, it is Monday and an employee was late. Her daughter would not get out of bed. Nor did she want to get dressed yada, yada, yada.

After I got the employee’s out the door, I tried to balance our checking accounts.  I had a discrepancy of $129.47 that I could not find. I went back a whole week and did not find it. Now, keep in mind I reconcile at least daily. That has taken 2 hours of my time still do not know the discrepancy.

My Retired husband kept coming over every 30 min asking me what I am doing. Did I figure out the checking account yet?  I also had to listen to his obsession about where a missing stepladder went to and who drove what car what day.

Then, I took the dog for her walk; she was overly obsessed with smells on the ground. I suppose after all it is trash day. Everybody’s smells are all over the road. A couple of times I literally had to drag her.

When I got back to the office, I kept getting new E-mails that I need to address right away. I suppose that maybe others are trying to have a productive Monday. After all, I had a bunch of e-mails to send out. Which I did, yet I have not gotten my responses back yet. I need to be more forceful (note to self).

The phone kept ringing. People wanted to schedule or reschedule. This usual happens on Mondays, but it is time consuming. Wait a minute I should put that down as a productive activity. I have one. There it is! I have one accomplishment. Yah!!!!

OK It is now almost noon and I feel as if I have accomplished nothing.  I quickly straightened up my desk and vacuumed the floor.  There I have two accomplishments today.

The Decision about what to have for dinner took 20 min. In addition, at noon, I had to stop everything and make a berry pie I had promised to make today. After all, It is the C.O. favorite pie, I am sure he wanted to have it with his lunch and I was slacking.

Thank goodness, that productive Tuesday is coming soon.  I do not think I can take any more of this lets make Monday productive day. It is more like how much more can irritate me Monday day.

It is now 1:25pm and I decided to have lunch. I usually eat my lunch at noon but I was baking a pie! I decided to have junk food because I needed it. I had tortilla chips and cheese. And a pop! Cause I needed it.  Special note to all of you out there. I bought Velveeta sharp cheddar cheese in the block instead of American cheese in a block. The Velveeta was cheaper. I am sure it is for a reason (as it is not real cheese).  Not the same (it is crap). The cheese does not even grate up it just slimes allover. I went ahead and used it any ways.  I like real food, which is why I buy American cheese. I know it is not real cheese either. It is close enough for when you want and need junk food.

So, it is now 2:45pm and I have the employees out to work. I Handled customers on the phone. I walked the dog. I baked a pie. I figured out where the ladder went.  I took care of all my e-mails. I straightened up my desk and vacuumed the floor. I decided what to have for dinner and have it in the oven.  I still have not figured out where my $129.47 discrepancy is. Maybe I will accomplish this on productive Tuesday.

Living in the jungle

Published on tube  Robin Thick Blurred lines FT T,I Pharrell 

Why do we like this song!

I do need to update this post as they are now overplaying the song. I am getting sick of it. the media needs to realize sometime we can get to much of a good thing

We like this song, because we are good girls. We are awesome women that work hard all day long. We take care of everyone in our life 24-7. Our needs constantly put on hold. We need fantasy and we need now. We need it good. We need it fast. It sets us free.

It is a catchy tune. It is fun. It is fast. You can dance to it.

Why would anyone hate this song? I am not sure why. Maybe a woman that cannot connect with that animal instinct inside her would dislike it. Publicly show dislike for it but I know inside she probable has that earworm thing going on.

Here is another song I just totally love.

 Sonia Dada Published on u-tube

One of my best songs to work out to

Yes I know I am an old lady but I am not dead.

Here are some Parody's of Blurred lines

 I like this parody

 This one is alright



Baseball Americas favorite pastime

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Baseball is the Americans favorite pastime. What is it that engages us so much about this game? I come from generations of Twins fans. Not a game went by without it either being on the radio or the television.  I remember the adults gathered around the radio sometimes in the wee hours of the night. You could hear laughter and cheering.  This game, this thing called Baseball was their joy and sorrow.

The problem is I am not a baseball fan. Never have been. I liked to play baseball when I was younger.  Whenever we had a family get together on the farm, we would play baseball.  My Aunts, Uncles and cousins all joined in. This was fun because it was family interaction. There was more going on than the game and we had more action. Watching Baseball to me on the other hand is like watching a bug crawl across the floor. Occasionally the bug may have a hurdle to get over such as a dropped crumb.  Just like in Baseball occasionally, someone gets on base and the bases are loaded.  A big hitter comes up to bat and everyone in on edge. I guess this is why people love baseball. These moments a far and few between.

When I was growing up for the most part when Baseball was on at home, I would take a nap.  With the constant low rallying of the crowd and the announcers talking in a constant tone, it was great white noise.

Yes, there are tight butts in Baseball also. There are hot looking men.  Muscles abound in the world of Baseball. Still I have no passion for watching the game.

One time the C.O. got free tickets to watch the Twins. I was the only one he could find that was willing to go with him. did I say willing. I meant I was roped into it. We went and it was a 6:00pm game.  Now I was working at a job where I had to get up at 3:00am every workday. This was a Wednesday night.  I was tired and I fell asleep. Hey, it was a natural reaction to watching a Baseball game. I had trained my body and mind to fall asleep whenever a Baseball game came on. This was a natural defense mechanism for me. Otherwise, I would have died of boredom somewhere over the years.

When one of my sons was playing junior softball, I thought that was fun. I got into the game but not because I love the game. It was because I love my son.  I think it is great when children can be involved in a sport. This is only As long as the parents and couches do not take it so seriously. Along with that, I also do not like it when everyone is equal. If you suck at it, you suck at it. Learn to move on and find another sport or work harder to get better.

When I was young, I liked and was good at gymnastics. I could not do that now.  Anyways I thought I would be fair and do an article about baseball. After all a writer should take on the challenge of writing about something, they are not passionate about. It will be a good exercise for my writing skills.

 

First things first

First things first.

When I get up in the morning I have to pee, I have a dog bouncing around wanting to get out, cause she has to pee, coffee to be ground (ya, I have an old fashion coffee maker) and a cat meowing in the window to get in and eat.

So I ask you. What do I do first? It depends. It depends how badly I have to pee. How desperate the dog looks and how much do I need that coffee right away.

There is no given order to what I do in the morning. It all depends on many things. This is my morning darn it and I will do what I want.

Sure, you have to have a given order to something like building a home or what not. You have to draw up the blueprints, get permits taken care of before you pour the concrete. Otherwise, you are going to screw it up. If it is an inanimate object, it works well actually and that is what you have to do. There is science in that but not with humans and living things, there is no science. Oh sure the building eventually rots or breaks down but its preditable.

Life is supposed to have a plan, a sort of protocol.  Graduate from school. Get a Job. Get married and then have kids. Ok I did all that and then the divorce.  What now?  I did what you were supposed to do and in the order that it was supposed to be done. It was my idea or I mean I filed for the divorce.  I just could not live with a womanizer. I am not bitter. I was bitter at first but if not for our marriage I would of not had my three sons. Nor, would I have had the experiences I have had the privilege to have.

Heck, now day’s people have children and then they get married.  Not that there is anything wrong with that, as long as it is agreeable for both parties. I should be the last person to judge another I am just saying. Heck people have sex with other people before they even really know them. It  is all "Willie-nillie" if you ask me.  There is a whole array of unplanned things going on here and not in order.

Humans are strange creatures. There is a whole industry researching our every move. Just think about it we have to research ourselves to figure out why we do what we do.

Anyways the order of things is gone like "throwing the baby out with the bath water."  People just keep doing their own thing and we are just supposed to except it darn it. After all it’s working for them or at least their making you think that.

So, I will do what I want to do or need to do first. And I will do it in the order that is important to me at any giving time.

This is my flow of things from now on