Ugh.
that which you do every day is that which you get good at doing
yes, you can get good at being bad at things/stuff
i realized—while consuming my favorite Real Housewives location &the only one i watch—that i, obviously, did my life wrong. apparently, if you're hot, you're supposed to make yourself available to rich men. goddammit. my bad. fucking sucks. the problem, however, is that i'm not really the type to "do the work" that being that type of hot requires. so, luckily for the bodybuddy/lifemate, i'ma no-go in the world of rich men. *sigh* plus it's more fun to build wealth with someone, but the reality is that i didn't even know it was a game to play. *shrug* i mean, i've always known what a "gold-digger" is, but i guess i never thought about what it looks like, all played out, lol.
it's not so much that you "dig" for gold as much as you know that rich men can get whatever they want, and what most men (in every financial bracket) want is what they want. so, if you're willing to "do the work" to be the type of woman a rich man wants, it looks like a fun game. honestly. i honestly wish i had tried to play it. oh, i get it. you're digging around, trying to figure out what various rich men like so that you can be that thing? yea, gold-digger. my bad. maybe. whatever. i don't really care about this as much as it might seem when given the two paragraphs i've given to the subject.
Onward!
While I was at my job (about two hours to do the basic shit that needs to be done every day, plus a fix on an ad-cover item that wasn't ringing up as the ad advertises, etc.) one of the contractors that does work around the store was on site, and the manager-lady of the group was in the office from where I do my job. We're amicable; it's fine. And so, we exchanged hellos and updates, etc., while she was on a conference call on her laptop. A minute later, she leans over, "I'm sorry, this lady is so irritating," referring to the woman currently speaking during said call. A moment later (lag), the woman who was speaking stops speaking, and then another moment passes, and then she asks, "I'm sorry. Is there something you wanted to share, cause," and then she's not sure what she heard, so she says, "it was silent, and then I heard you cough." The manager-lady in my office talked her way out of it, quite adeptly, sort of, and blamed the whole thing on "me" the other person in her physical presence in the office, as if we were talking about someone else. The woman on the other end of the call definitely did not believe her, but she moved on. The manager-lady in my office double checked that her mic was actually turned off, and we both started to laugh so, so hard.
The Ordeal
Theoretically, one learns and grows and gains, and then, one day, one must have all of that learning, growing and gaining put to the test.
Pass or Fail proves much
That's why it's best not to boast about things that have yet to be tested
But then, when The Ordeal has been passed, a new level has been reached
Most people, I find, do not like to reach
Change Winds
When you feel the winds of change ...
... change.
Reach out and hold tight to the Ride that is your life
There's something really powerful about two people
And the lattes just appear
But when the winds of change begin to blow, it can be difficult to know for whom the change will be "good" and for whom it will be "bad"
Urgency
I think it requires a very stress-free life to accurately distinguish between what is and isn't urgent. If you're living in a state of urgency, everything has the buzz of urgency to it, cause you're hyper-aware of the urgent thing, so it becomes difficult to distinguish between what actually is urgent and what is not because everything feels urgent. If you're living in a state of non-urgency, a state of calm, stress-free-ness, then, when things come up as urgent, you feel it much more strongly. What is the state of urgency other than stress? And we all know that, say it with me, "Stress is the ultimate killer."
Stress
It's good to feel a little stress from time to time. It is when one lives in the constant state of stress where stress can really do its damage. What is exercise but a little stress on the body. The body grows stronger, and the level of physical stress the body can tolerate grows along with the mental strength that grows with your belief in your strength. But then the body must also relax, for to have the body shut down is, literally, death. The body does not shut down, ever, until it dies. The body sleeps, but it does not stop. Thus, the body must be rested to reach a level of lowest possible usage, from time to time.
Imagine. The body is being alive and doing all of its physical and physiological and psychological duties, non-stop. If the body stops, the body dies. This means that we must actively rest the bodies from which we consciously arise, but rest is very very difficult for the body to find.
The difficulties include, but are not limited to ::
- Economic Class
- How it determines where you can rest
- How it determines when you can rest
- How it determines how you can rest
- How it determines the quality of any rest that can be had
- How it determines the duration of any rest that can be had
- Etc.
- Physical Health
- Some people are genetically "luckier" than others, fact. The dice were rolled before every single one of us came into being
- I thought that this list would be longer, which is why this portion of writing is in list-form, but alas, it is not, cause I can't (won't) think of anything else, cause I just don't feel like brain-storming, right now, cause the bodybuddy/lifemate beezed me up real good after getting home from my surprise-jobbing shift, but I'm not complaining, cause I'm not; I'm just stating the facts, cause, as a writer, it's nice to have a day or two away from my fucking day-job every week or so, so that I can do this thing that I can do all day with or without pay, write (think and write [and read {think and write and read}]).
- Person A
- Person C
- Person B