When I Grow Up.

First of all, please know that I am only writing a post so that I can reach my goal of 2 posts per month.

Lofty overachieving is the name of my game.

Here is my obsession for the minute: I am always amazed when people are so SURE about what they want to do with their lives. I have no clue. I started at college going for an education degree. Then I switched gears and got my graphic design degree instead because the classes were a lot more fun. Student teaching vs photography class? Easy Decision.

And then I tried to get a job. And who knew that the graphic design industry was rather saturated?! So I've been doing admin work for the past 10+years.  

Sometimes I think about painting furniture for a living. Or getting my interior design license. Or becoming an expert gardener and selling produce in the summer. Or maybe I could have a water restaurant on my pontoon and sell burgers and hotdogs to all the summer fishermen and recreationists. Or maybe work my blog more.

And then I remember that I need to make more than "tens of dollars".

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We leave for vacation soon. And yes, I'm bragging. I just got a reminder of our reservation at one of the B&B and the instruction was to "bring a flashlight and your directions". Jealous? I also know that our "hut" has no bathroom which means I will be hiking through the jungle to find a toilet. Screw you 5 star resorts! We LIKE to be uncomfortable. Which leads me to our house updates . . . . .

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We have a stove! And it works!

Now for walls.

And to finish all the floors.



This is after Boyd tore up linoleum.  Then we scraped the glue (black stuff)



This is the finished product.

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Basketball season is over which is a bummer because now we have to TRY and be sociable. 

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Boyd and I have gotten quite a bit of snow shoeing and cross country skiing in. I find this makes winter tolerable.  We also volunteered at the Bryant Cinema recently and thoroughly burned the popcorn.

We suckered some friends to help us out.  Tx Lance and Carissa!

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I know the greatest people.  Here is an example:  my friend Shawna (from Minnesota) was telling me about her weekend (we are devoted email buddies). She and her cousin rescued a dog running down the middle of Interstate 169 in the Twin Cities. After running after it and having several people also pull over and help them, they finally captured this dog.  After about 3 hours of dog duty, they got a call from the neighbor of the dog's owner who was checking messages for her neighbor, who was in the hospital with her dying husband. Ugh. Today Shawna emailed me and said she received flowers with the following note:

Dear Rescuing Guardian Angel Girls – Thank you with all my heart for rescuing and taking such good care of my dog on Saturday.　I’m not sure if you’re aware that my husband passed away that same day.　 I’m not sure I could have handled another loss.　I can’t even express how grateful I am in words that are strong enough.　I hope someday when you’re in need you’ll find angels along your highway too.　
Love, Linda and Dash

I love it when people actually CARE. Shawna cared about a dumb dog running down a highway. That dumb dog happens to be giving comfort to a woman in pain. I wish it were more common to hear "Good Samaritan" stories. I know there are people out there doing good things . . . . why don't we hear more about them?

Then Shawna told me the story of how she received a bottle of Steak Sauce from Wells Fargo as an apology for taking so long on her refinancing.  

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Here is proof that I probably am not a Good Samaritan:

Nice.  Sav age 7; Me age 14

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I meant to send out Christmas Cards.  Fail.

Then I was all on board to send out Valentine's Day cards.  Fail.

So.

Happy Late Winter Everyone.



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