It is a matter of TIME

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We all struggle with time. Time either goes to slow or to fast but in reality it is always the same constant. Therefore, I thought we would look at this thing, TIME.

Here are some of the saying I hear about time, let check them out.

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# Time is of the Essence. #           

What is Essence anyways?                 

Here is the definition from dictionary:

1.       The basic, real, and invariable nature of a thing or its significant individual feature or features’.

2.       A substance obtained from a plant, drug, or the like, by distillation, infusion, etc. and containing its characteristic properties in concentrated form.

3.       An alcoholic solution of an essential oil; spirit.

4.       The inward nature, true substance, or constitution of anything, as opposed to what is accidental, phenomenal or  illusory

OK.I am glad that Essence is now been cleared up here. It sounds like we drink it and get intoxicated off time to me.  No wonder we keep losing time.

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Albert Einstein said time is an illusion.

I tend to believe him.  We perceive it to be going faster or slower yet it does not change. And you can never catch up to it. It is always on the horizon just out of reach. Yet, it is always with you but you cannot touch it.

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Time marches on.

 How can it march on, it has no legs. A clock may have arms but no legs maybe that is why sometimes it seems to be dragging.

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Time stood still.

Time cannot stand still. It is constant and always moving. Here we go again. How can it be constant and be moving? And again time has no legs to stand on.

Definition of constant

1.       Ever present always present or available

2.       Happening or done repeatedly or made again and again

3.       Not changing or varying remaining the same and not varying with change in other things.

Time must get awfully tired because it is constantly repeating itself. .

Time heals all wounds

Time will never heal wounds, maybe cover them up with a scar. You can still experience numbness and pain sometime when you touch it.  Anyone knows that.

Anyways these are just a few things I think about TIME

Coupons are great

Coupons are great.  I use them for a lot of things. It’s a bonus if you get a coupon for something already on sale. I get my paper on Sunday and look at the ads. I get my coupon magazine and scissors in hand, scope the ads and coordinate them with the sales.  Rebates are great also. It doesn’t matter if it’s an in store rebate or just cash back, it gets used. Buy one get one free is most always used. They are awesome.

I plan our meals around what’s on sale. Weekly menu is always in mind when I go to the grocery store. Life can be unpredictable though and sometimes I am not able to start dinner on time, so I go out to a fast food place to get hamburgers or whatever.  You guessed it, there’s a coupon for that also.

We don’t do extreme couponing, only things we need. That would be wasteful to have too much in inventory. The C.O. would have serious issues.  Waste not wants not is one of his mottos.

We also have gas cards that give back 1% on the gas we buy; I know that’s not much, but every penny counts.  I use coupons along with my gas card. We get a flier once a month with gas coupons they range from 5 to 10 cents off. My main grocery store even has a rewards card. Every $50 you spend in groceries you get 5 cents off gas at their designated gas station. Hey $50 at the grocery store is nothing these days. 

Now, I believed I was thrifty before I meet the C.O. he has put a new definition on thrifty for me.  Heavens forbid I do anything without checking the ads for deals.  There will be no impulsive buying in this house. If by chance, you get home with your new purchase Ads are scoped again and if new purchase is found to be a better deal elsewhere, you should be able to take it back in and have the retailer match that price. If they are unable to do that, you need to return item and purchase is made at better deal retailer.  I have to ask though about the use of gas for this procedure.

One day I was out doing some errands and I needed gas, I always have a 5 cent gas coupon in my wallet, so I used that. I got home and the C.O. saw that I had gotten gas. Did you use a coupon? “Yes” I said. “How much of a coupon was it” asked the C.O.?” A 5 cent one” I answered.   “We have a 10 cent one here at home, why didn’t you use that one.” I just lifted my eye brows tightened my lips and went on with my day.

Now that I have said all that, the big question here is. Does this make us smart savvy shoppers or lab rats running on our treadmills to survive the environment we are given?

My need for direction

My need for direction

I don’t know about you but I need directions. I am not saying I am going to follow them right from the start. I just need something to refer to once everything appears screwed up; then I can go back and make the appropriate adjustments. Hopefully!

I have never been one to follow directions; anyone that knows me, knows this. I have always been one that just whipped it out and stood back to see the results, be it a recipe, painting or just about anything else that I did.  Having to follow a strict rigid order for things rubs me the wrong way. This is possibly why math is a foreign language to me.

In my younger days when attending classes, I kept hearing rumors of structure and rules. There is a process to creating something. I was confused and frustrated. Don’t you just do it? 

I blame this on my Grandmother who I cherished; I cherished both in different ways. Grandma Stanfield told me that life is about the journey and God will take care of me. If I listen to him, he would show me who I am supposed to be. I figured that she must have known what she was talking about cause she had all kinds of things going on. She was a willow tree. In fact, her yard was full of willow trees. I doubt if this was on purpose but it was a kind of oddity.

Willow trees have roots that spread far and wide. They are also as deep as the tree is tall. Because of the root system, the tree stands firm and has the ability to bend and be flexible. I have always loved this tree.

Both my Grandmothers were greatly religious, my other Grandmother, Grandma Johnson, lived a very stiff and structured life. At least that was my perspective of things. Not appealing to me, although I am drawn to structured people. Probable for my own survival, someone has to do it. I am mediocre in that department. Free spirit.   Grandmother Johnson was a great artist with her pie making and needlework. She was very much Scandinavian you know kept it all in and did not let anyone know what was bothering her. Although, she did  have the temper that I never saw but heard rumors.

It is amazing how we can look at our family history and see how and why we are who we are. It’s hard to say if it is genetics or nurturing. Of course, I believe it is a mix.

Anyways, I forgot to listen. For years now, I have been out in the willy-nilly world doing my own thing. When I WAS GROWING UP THERE WAS ONE STUCTURED THING THAT I HAD TO DO AND THAT WAS GOING TO CHURCH AND SUNDAY SCHOOL. FOLLOW THE GOLDEN RULES. I had years of training and loved every minute of it. I always referred back when things are messed up.

I have returned to my roots, I am attending a Lutheran church. I have spent many years searching for the right religion, as my boys will confirm. They say they are not religious but I know all those years dragging them to different churches in the youth have made them the fine men they are now.  Although I had gave up for quite a few years. I have decided that any church that expounds love of humankind and self is all right with me. I just feel comfortable with this church.

I am not saying I have done terrible sins against humankind or to the people I love. Although, I must say I am not sinless. I am just saying I forgot to love and let love be. Let love be. Life is love. Let it be. Let it be however it is and just except and trust. Be a willow tree. Do not forget a willow tree has deep and shallow roots to help it bend. 

Treat other as you would want to be treated

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 I like Ellen DeGeneres. I think she is a dingle berry. That is what we call ding-a-lings around here. I just loved her show she had in the 90’s. Then she came out of the closet about being gay. . Really, she did, I think in that episode she did walk out of a closet. I thought that was brilliant.

 I continued to watch because I like her humor. Unfortunately, she started making the show about being gay. Oh well, still like Ellen DeGeneres... It did not turn me off that she was a lesbian.  I stopped watching because she was not the same anymore. She was probable under a lot of stress trying to fight for her choices.

I am glad she is back on top (no pun intended) She belongs there. This is not because she a lesbian, but because she is a good person that is very funny.

I grow up Lutheran. I loved to go to church. I loved to listen to the weekly sermon’s the best. I sucked in all the information I could about the bible. In addition, my grandmother Stanfield was a Jehovah witness. I studied this for a while. I could not get myself wrapped around the fact that they claimed to be the only truth.  I do not really think any one entity is the only truth. This is my opinion.

When I was in the army, I meet a man on a bus trip from Minnesota to Seattle Washington. I got on the bus and two seats were available. One was next to a clean cut man and the other next to a longhaired unkempt kind of man. I choose to sit next to the clean cut man.  This clean cut man watched over me on this trip. He made sure I was always safe. We had many hours to talk about our lives and get to know each other. This man was gay. he was also a warlock. I do not know that much about witchcraft but whatever He introduced me to women that use to be a man. I had never experienced this world. When the trip was over, he gave me his card and said if I ever needed anything to give him a call. I never did. Not because he was gay more like I am just not good with keeping up with people. I did like him though.

I was stationed in Washington State and living in the barracks, I meet a woman that stayed in the room next to mine. We became best friends and did almost everything together.  One night I was working late and locked myself out of my room. I knocked on her door and asked if I could stay with her until morning. In the morning, I could get the spare key from the office to get into my room.  “Sure” she said and we slept in a twin bed together. A month later, she confessed to me that she was a lesbian.  “Huh” “Really” “Really” “Huh” I think I was insulted. Am I not attractive enough for you (my mind was wondering.)  “Why haven’t you made any moves on me?” I asked.

“Because I know that you are not that way.” She told me.

I was also shocked because she had been going out with a jerk that drove a corvette. Any Man that drives a corvette is a jerk. I thought that was why they had just broken up.  I know that is being judgmental.

Anyways, I think if you are a good person and treat other well it should not matter who you love, and you deserve be treated with respect.

If you are not a good person and do not treat others with respect.  You do not deserve respect from others. This is my bottom line.