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I don’t know who originally came up with this and I doubt I have it exactly right, but here is a quote from "An American in Canada" a TV show on CBC TV.
The rich person is not the one who has the most, but the one who needs the least.
I really like that.
Yahoo! Groups : FordTempo (link removed due to link rot).
I found an email list for other Tempo owners. I posted a question about my possibly leaking gas tank. Hope someone has something constructive or informative to say about it. Now that Spring is getting closer I would like to get taking more road trips. Its nice to start out with a full tank of gas rather than half full and wondering if I should stay close to towns for the next refill or dare I wander at will. I’d rather wander at will. Getting lost, getting sidetracked and having no worries.
I have no great joke planned. I won’t have time before noon. Not much anyway. I just realized it’s today. Working without a set schedule really messes with your mind and how you keep track of time. Monday was my weekend, two days smushed into one. I drove to Uxbridge. That’s become my vacation capital lately. I got a coffee at Tim Horton’s, no more free coffee on Rrroll up the Rrrim. But, I keep trying every now and then.
Happy April Fools!
I’ve bought two beautiful miniature roses this year. One isn’t doing so well. I think it wants to hybernate. Silly rose, it’s nearly Spring now.
HerGardenWeb needs a new site manager. I’d like to do it, I’m tempted to do it but how could I do it? Soon my head is going to start spinning around.
But, I would like to do it.
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Overcoming Procrastination In Your Home Business
© 2000 Elena Fawkner
I’m always procrastinating. I’ve developed it to an art form. At the end of the article she writes about how it’s really self-doubt among other things. For me it is self-doubt. I let myself fall into doubt pits and it’s easier to stay there than crawl back out again.
This came up at BackWash today, in the links submitted for approval. I thought it was interesting. Too tired to really put brain power into reading it now.
“There’s much to be said for challenging fate instead of ducking behind it.” –Diana Trilling
Some of these are really good but it’s tough to look through all of them to find a few gems.
A compliment is a statement of an agreeable truth; flattery is the statement of an agreeable untruth. (Sir John A. MacDonald)
Don’t take life too seriously, you’ll never get out of it alive. (Elbert Hubbard)
Write injuries in the sand, kindnesses in marble.
You will face many defeats in your life, but never let yourself be defeated. (Maya Angelou)
Life is much like writing in ink : All you can do is read over your past and look forward to a blank page for your future that will soon be filled with words that can never be erased. (Gabe Suico)
I logged in to post something. But, my brain is sleeping and I can’t remember what I was going to post.
Outside we are getting freezing rain. I wish I had gone out today, earlier. The weather people were blabbing about freezing rain all day and it was clear. It started after dark and now I don’t think I want to risk going out tomorrow. Though I had planned to, due to not going out today, wary of all that doom and gloom from the weather people.
Life is a circle.
Nightie night.
Backwash – Content – Growing Up All Over Again
High Flight
by John Gillespie McGee, Jr.
No. 412 Squadron, RCAF
Killed over Europe in 1941, age 20.Oh, I have slipped the surly bonds of earth
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I’ve climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds–and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of–wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov’ring there,
I’ve chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air.
Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue
I’ve topped the windswept heights with easy grace
Where never lark or even eagle flew.And, while with silent, lifting mind I’ve trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.
Found Carmageddon!
OLDIES BACK-UP // Carmageddon
I’m downloading Carmageddon! Finally found a site where it’s abandonware, free for the downloading. A hefty download but just wait till I’m wrecking cars again. I’ve missed version one. As much as I like Crashopolypse (spelling doesn’t look right) version one had a charm of it’s own.
A Breath of January
The last day of the first month. It sounds magickal. But, so far, I’ve never heard of anyone else having a special ritual for this day. I’ve always thought January was a special month. Not just cause it’s the first month of the new year.
It’s named for Janus, the Roman god of portals. Each year January is our portal to a fresh start. But, I feel it’s not like most Pagan holidays. Usually there is some looking back, some sorting out – decluttering. Instead I think January is a month to only look ahead. Don’t start planning your Spring cleaning. Don’t look at old photographs, old journals or anything with dust of the past on it.
January is like a fresh breeze sweeping in to clear away the cobwebs. Think of it as a door opening to a room that has been shut up for a year. Imagine that first current of fresh air flooding into the old air and pushing it aside, enlivening the whole place all at once. That is what January feels like to me.
January is a portal, use it, pull yourself ahead into the new year. No looking back at what was, what might have been or what never will be. Today, on the last day of January the portal is wide open. The future is there, staring you in the face. Fortune favours the bold, reach out and grab it. What ever you want to bring into your life this coming year is there, in the path, just ahead of you. If you’re bold, like January, you can get there. It might take you till the end of this year, but you can get there.
Every journey starts with one single, small step.
Happy January 31st.