Whining @ MindSay 
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I love this time of year! I noticed my maple tree is beginning to turn colors, with the wet weather we have had this year it should be a wonderful and beautiful autumn. I notice on our trips out west that the cotton woods, and that is a wonderful tree are starting to turn their brilliant yellows, In Colorado especially along the creek beds.
I have my camera ready and I am willing to start capturing some of the colors.
Our Creator how gracious to add such color to the Universe, in spite of humans who refuse to get along, the seasons still come and go , like clock work. It is so hard for me to understand how one can 'refuse' to see the hand of a magnificent DIVINE DESIGNER behind it all, I think if they would stop looking at what 'man' is doing to spoil it all, they just might be able to see the natural workings of a wonderful design!
I have been reading 'on occasion' some here on Mindsay who refuse to believe in a Divine Creator, and I think how sad. They holler and fuss because of what man is doing and capable of doing that they don't see the Creator in the world..........they don't understand what is going on and the process that needs to be worked out here in this world. Yes there is fighting and disease and death, but you must have the night in order to see the sun rise in the morning. In order to see the good, you have to have something around that's it's opposite in order to appreciate it. If it is clear and sunny all days, one would not appreciate it without some gray dismal stormy days speckled in between these in order to be blessed by it. It would seem with us stubborn humans that in order for us to get off our lazy butts we need to be motivated to do so, and the challenges and obstacles in life do just that. You don't see the Creator in the world because of the heart ache, what are you doing to relieve it? Maybe you are the problem? If there is too many poor in your neighborhood, what are you doing to help the situation? If your friend is in need of a bed , do you offer the spare one in your home? Why blame God for man's laziness, greed, and massive appetites? What are you doing about yours?
Yes there is a Divine Creator, there is a reason and a plan in the Universe, I think if you would stop whining you might be able to get on board and help fix the situation and do what the Creator created us to do, which is to tend and keep the world as it was given to us instead of destroying it .
end of sermon for the day
blessed be
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Dear eBay asshole
I am sorry that your machine you won from me on ebay for a value 1/10 it’s retail value did not arrive within three days of your paying. Although I charged you $20 for shipping I learned that parcel post cost 28. and absorbed the cost myself and shipped it the first day the post office was open after you had paid.
I am also that the machine is not what you expected. I was not aware that it had a small chip of plastic missing from the back which in no way whatsoever affects the workings of the machine and I resent slightly your accusation that I knowingly sold you defective goods. I wish you were willing to photograph the area but I understand that you “just can’t be bothered anymore”. And I understand that you just want me to refund your money immediately via paypal despite my knowing if maybe you even broke the machine yourself while unpacking it.
So I guess if you are going to file a formal complaint because the item is not as described (the guidelines state SIGNIFICANTLY different than described) you are just going to have to file because I do not intend to magically make this situation better for you without your active and polite cooperation.
Yours truly, the ebay seller
Well, here’s the scoop on my Internet woes. After much hurrah and bitching and wrangling with idiots, I FINALLY got someone out here to deal with my Internet connection who had brains in his head instead of mush (like the morons that sent him out here). The sad diagnosis: Sometime during the past year or two, workmen went down the cable line and turned down the signal to meet new regulations. Wonderful I suppose, if you live within a stone’s throw from the road. Not so grand if you’re a hillbilly, folks whom normally build their houses a goodly distance from the road for the love of privacy. If I keep the modem and the router in the front living room of the other end of this unusually long house, it works grand. But when in the opposite end (MY end), by the time the signal reaches the splitter, the signal is already at 12, sometimes 13 – maximum reading should never be any higher than 12, according the intelligent technician). By the time it goes through the router, the signal is knocked down to around 9 – hence it rarely works right, if at all.
My dilemma is that now, to use the Internet, I must sit in an uncomfortable chair in the midst of the rest of my family, whom circumstances should prove I dearly LOVE, it’s just that my sanity cannot tolerate only so much time around them before I turn utterly mad like the rest of them.
Blogging and browsing blogs was once a very relaxing pastime, something I did when I first get up while drinking coffee, something I did before retiring – it helped me gear up or unwind, whatever the need of the moment. Since I can no longer do that in a comfortable atmosphere, it has lost its appeal, at least temporarily.
As for blogging, or even taking “surf” breaks at my desk on occasion, that’s out these days. What few moments allow for momentary breaks, all any of us want to do is get AWAY from those computers. Another massive layoff stripped us of our desperately needed manpower and we are once again floundering with not enough people to get the job done, which equals overtime, which, though financially helpful, cuts into the overwhelming responsibilities that await OUTSIDE the office WHAT? We have LIVES to live OUTSIDE of the office?! Imagine that! The illustrious Corporate American monster makes no allowances for the reality that its slaves are mere mortal humans.
As if that weren’t enough, employees in our department, in addition to being expected to do the same amount of work with 2 less people, are also expected to learn the effective use of new web software – a need we all sorely recognize, it’s just that some of us are having trouble figuring out where to fit it IN to schedules already bloated with too many responsibilities at home, and even MORE demands upon time and energy at work. Our trainer suggests we use every spare moment to learn, including lunch breaks. Granted, I don’t need food, but due to the newest demands upon our time, one must take every spare moment to do things normally done at home…sit down and pay bills, revise budgets, get groceries, blah blah blah. If you’re single, you could likely manage. But most of us aren’t single. And of those of us who aren’t, all of those (except ME) have spouses at home to help with household responsibilities. All I have at home is an elderly, disabled parent and a grandson to raise, with social and behavioral problems (that I didn’t create, but that I’m expected to somehow repair…with NO ASSISTANCE from anywhere, financial or otherwise). Suggestions anyone?! I’m open for ideas!!!! Oh, lest I forget, a farm and old house to somehow keep up (and keep REPAIRED), with no time to fix my own problems nor money to pay someone else to fix them. A 3’ wide oak is still lying across a portion of the pasture fence. Fortunately, due to the massive size of both the trunk and its branches, the horses can’t get out, which is a good thing, since I have no means to do anything about it. Another tree needs to be cut before it falls on the barn. One of the 2 toilets is leaking if we try to use it. The washer has lost a bearing and the spin dry cycle no longer works. The living room walls have desperately needed spackling and painting for over 3 years, the floor, refinishing, but alas, that requires time and money too. The basement doorknob is off – the door is barricaded from would-be intruders with furniture. I don’t know how much longer the back door is going to hold up. We need a new floor in the kitchen, and the cabinets need to be painted, doors repaired. I can no longer afford to take medication to make all these ‘issues’ seem less important, legal or otherwise. I could get rid of the horses, which would get rid of SOME concerns and ease the financial demands, but brushing them, petting them, grazing them, and the weekend trail rides in the woods are of the few things left in my life that brings my tattered psyche any comfort or relief from the stresses and demands that offer nothing in return but more stress and demands. At least the horses GIVE BACK for the sacrifices made to own them. That’s far more than can be said for most anything else that requires my time and dwindling energies. My horses, my pets, my cameras and my art – without them (even though no one wants to BUY the art), I’d surely be a babbling idiot by now. My mother would be suffering abuses in a nursing home and my grandson would be in foster care or a homeless shelter, if not in the penal system already.
With a new technologically wonderful setup that I cannot yet afford to purchase and install, I will be able to sit comfortably in my own end of the house, and once again surf the web in freedom and bliss. But that’s approximately $150 from now, and here of late, I’m struggling financially beyond description, for many legitimate reasons that no one really cares to hear. Suffice it to say that I do not see a clear $150 anywhere in my near future, regardless of how deeply I peer into my crystal ball, hence my appearances here in beloved Mindsay land will be rare indeed. I can only hope that there will be a few die-hard friends and fans to welcome me back, should I by some miracle find a resolution to this problem sometime within the next year.
To sum it all up, being the ‘alpha mare’ is not anything anyone would want to aspire to be. Nonetheless, I would not have had such overwhelming responsibilities thrust upon me if I were not equal to the challenge. (Who made THAT decision, anyway??!!!!). Now that I have effectively spewed out the indigestible foulness besetting my troubled soul, I feel a small sense of relief, though I have surely not brightened the life of anyone reading this (hey, you were warned!).
I will now get up, go to the other end of the house so I can post this on my abandoned blog. Hopefully, readers will stroke my pitiful self and say “poor you” (which of course is the sole reason for any pity party) and tell me I am completely justified in my whinings and self-pity. I will then feel guilty for having attempted such a base draw of energy from my beloved friends, and realize this is not the person I want to be and this is not the life I want my life to be. I will clean myself up, go outside, saddle the horses and escape to the great outdoors, where I will renew my soul and draw energy from the abundant life around me. I will return, eat a good meal of leftovers, retreat to my end of the house and count my many BLESSINGS instead of curses (and surely, EVERYone’s lives consist of an ample supply of BOTH) and find some way within myself to find a new perspective, a new way of looking at my circumstances that makes it all seem more acceptable and bearable. I will determine to look on the bright side and not the dark side. I may work on a painting while contemplating these things. And somehow, by the end of this day, will realize that life isn’t really so bad, is in fact, actually quite good, in spite of its many imperfections. And that I am truly greatly blessed. And my family is greatly blessed. With life, health (generally speaking), shelter (however imperfect and unattractive), food and more than one healthy means of emotional escape (the kind that does not defile the body or mind). Which is far more than many others have. In fact, when I change the course of my thinking, I really am OVERWHELMED with things to be grateful for.
Dang, would you look at that! I started out wallowing in a cloud of self-pity, and ended up resolving to recognize the fact that it really is not so bad. Is that what the Bible referred to as “encouraging thyself?” This is today…let us all rejoice and be glad in it. No matter how beset any of us may be with problems and seemingly insurmountable troubles, SOMEthing good can be found it all, if we look hard enough. And it is the good and the beauty we must focus on, if we are to survive the more unpleasant aspects of life…if we have any hope of CHANGING the more unpleasant aspects of life.
(Now that all that is said and done, check out my latest photo gallery from my first 'official' professional photography gig at a horse show in Clemson last weekend.)
Piper was whining and barking like someone was frying her little stubby tail, so I got all ready to take her for a walk. I was really in the mood for a walk (and to burn off a few thousand cells of fatty-fat), so I got out my mp3 player and everything. After one block, she wanted to turn back. I dragged her around last night and it wasn't very fun, so I took her home when she started in with that. I then kept walking downtown and across the bridge/back.
Unfortunately, I'm an idiot and wore tevas on this walk and ended up with a stupid splinter in my heel. No matter how much I picked, tweezed, cut, and swore, I couldn't get it out. Now I have a hole in my foot and a painful left step.
Track: "Metal and Steel"---Rob Sneider
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