Hold on to what is good even if it is a handful of earth.
Hold on to what you believe even if it is a tree which stands by itself.
Hold on to what you must do even if it is a long way from here.
Hold on to life even when it is easier letting go.
Hold on to my hand even when I have gone away from you.
- Pueblo Blessing
Wednesday, Sept. 24, 2008 - 11:01 p.m.
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Back again with SuperGold
OK, I finally sucked it in and paid out for a supergold renewal. Dang. I keep spending money. I know money is coming in, but it is going out faster than it is coming in.
Yesterday, nearly $700 for the upstairs tenant's waterheater. Everything in the building I own is old, not standard, and "bricolé"... ie put together haphazardly in some backwards manner by some "handyman". Every time I think something will be quick and easy to replace, we find "surprises"... usually illegal fittings, iffy electrical wiring etc. So yeah, $700 to replace one small waterheater (half size tank under a kitchen cupboard). That is about two months of the guy's rent.
But more than that, I keep spending by $20 here $70 there. Some wiser purchases than others. Many not necessary. I think it goes along with the semidepression I think I am in... like I just spent $20 plus getting a car to pick up, a used 1971 Fisher Price music box record player for my son. It would be great, but I think it is playing too slow. "Twinkle Little Star" in molasses.
Well, I gotta be getting back to work. I am slowly reverting to my "get to bed past 3am" habits of old...not the best when you have a 2 yr old. Yesterday he pulled most of the leaves off the jade plant while I was sleeping in and he was supposed to be watching his "learning chinese" dvds and eating cheerios.
Well, let's see if I am back now.
I miss writing. I miss reaching out, and getting comments etc. I used to have so many venues to do this, and now I feel quite isolated in some ways.
And I really should write an entry about Stephen Harper's comment in Saskatoon (my home province) yesterday, that the average ordinary working canadian doesn't want to come home and see artists at taxpayer subsidised rich galas at his expense. He says "culture" is a "niche"... hmmm. yeah. I've noticed. Nobody listens to music, goes to movies, rents dvds, reads books, etc. just a bunch of old fogies going to the opera. Everyone else ... oh! yeah! turns on tv after work... to watch galas! I guess they can all watch hockey games instead.
Anyways, that made me so angry.
I'll try to write a better post on it.
I just wanted to come and pay for my supergold again and get back here a wee bit. So hi.
me
wenchie
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previous meanderings - future past
Goodbye Michael. May your next life be kinder to you. - Thursday, Jun. 25, 2009
Taking Care of Your Cows - Thursday, Jun. 25, 2009
Saint Joseph robs the cradle and eats spaghetti - Sunday, Jun. 14, 2009
sticky notes and broken irises - Friday, Jun. 12, 2009
The FOODCOMMANDER - Monday, Jun. 08, 2009
