Time rolls on; and dreams they die
And I’ve thrown out the pictures I had of
you and I
And if you’re ever wondering if love can be
true
Well, think of me; remember, darling, like I
do
~ “I Do” by Jude
Here is the
final post for 2012. Looking at the statistics, I can clearly see I am not
living up to my end of the bargain. I have not written nearly often enough to
retain regular readers. I am really lucky that anyone is reading this,
actually, due to the inconsistency. I’d say it will be a New year’s Resolution;
but I think it has been for years and I still cannot seem to keep up the pace.
We’ll blame Obama. It’s easier that way.
The new year
will be bringing changes; including me finally going through all of my stuff
that has been in storage since my move from Texas. While some people would say “Just
toss it all since you didn’t need it all this time,” the fact is, a lot of what
I have in boxes are “memories”, knick knacks, photographs, etc. These are
things that I cannot just throw away without review. I do intend on reducing my
physical possessions by 60%. Purging in this manner is emotionally exhausting
and can have moments of brutality. This is where an old friend comes in. First, some backstory . . .
The summer
between my junior and senior years in high school I attended the Nebraska
Scholars’ Institute (NSI) for two weeks. While there, I made many lifelong
friends. One of these friends was a very attractive boy from Columbus, NE. I
kissed him once in the front seat of “VeggieGirl’s” car while she was driving
and she was not amused. In fact, she was so “not amused” that she pulled the
car over to tell us to stop. We did! We stayed in touch through college; found
each other years later on FB, and then when he and his wife moved back to
Nebraska recently, we came across one another and had coffee.
While
catching up on each other’s lives, I happened to mention that I was planning on
getting rid of a plethora of belongings because I feel tied down by them. I
revealed my fear of having too much emotional attachment to physical objects. ‘Columbus’
said that he does a lot with “all-natural” remedies, including essences,
plants, extracts, etc. He told me that he would like to give me a solution
which will help me through the process. I
took him up on his offer and this past week he provided me with a dropper
bottle filled with some liquid. He explained that I should put 4 drops under my
tongue, 4 times a day. He said that the e4ntire experience will be emotional
and cathartic and to just go with it, embracing the emotions and the
detachment.
I am ready
to get started, so I have ingested my first 4 drops. It didn’t taste the best;
but I trust my friend’s knowledge and experience with natural remedies. The
thing is, I was telling a coworker about it, and he asked what was in it.
“Um, I
really don’t know. Here smell it.”
He did; but
it brought neither of us any closer to knowing what is in this proprietary ‘brew’.
I suppose that it is for the best that I not know. Instead, I am just going to
move forward and let it do its magic.
Speaking of
magic. . . K-Shrub just called me to tell me that one of her customers gave her
some “wonder product” that “detoxifies fat” and makes you skinny. She described
it as a really large Crest Whitestrip for fat. And she is convinced it will
work, because her friend wouldn’t lie.
HaHaHaHa –
She is being ridiculous. She wants to put the before-and-after pictures on the internet
for her female friends only – but she is going to photoshop them because she
doesn’t want anyone to know how much pregnancy weight she really has. And she
reasons logically that if she photoshops the before picture, then she has to
photoshop the after picture so that the results are closer to reality. Luckily,
you only have to do it once a month. So, yay for the fat detoxifying ‘whitestrip’.
On that
note, peace out!
PERSONAL NOTE: I love you!
CONFIDENTIAL NOTE: Thank you for being
one of four.
