Every morning at 11:11 I close my eyes and make a wish…
I wish I was taller, skinnier like a VS model
I wish I could eat whatever I want and look like a VS model
I wish for a huge closet full of clothes I like (Madewell,Chelsea and Violet etc.)
I wish lots of great shoes
I’d wish for the best in electronics
I’d wish for luxurious vacations
I’d wish for a limitless gift cards to Target
I wish for celebrity boyfriends (Ryan Gosling, The Rock, and Bob Morley)
I’d wish for art/craft supplies
I wish for a million dollars
Then I open my eyes and it’s 11:12
When I look at my Tumblr I see beauty. I see pure artistic expression. Instagram is nice but lacks the artist niche. I’ll give Instagram a break because it is a fairly new platform but the pictures of your breast and butt aren’t “curves” girl. It’s just you being thirsty.
I find myself scrolling aimlessly through my Tumblr looking at all the beautiful photos I have collected. It’s like a never-ending gallery wall. I have pictures of Indian weddings, flowers, afros and fearless girl quotes.
I’ve had a Tumblr since I was in high school. I tried to keep up with it but like anything, life got in the way. I still update it from time to time but I cannot bring myself to delete it. Even if I’m not actively participating in the community I enjoy what it’s putting out.
Well I think that ends my little rant about Tumblr.
What’s on your Tumblr wall leave a comment below.
“What’s so fascinating and frustrating and great about life is that you’re constantly starting over, all the time, and I love that.” —Billy Crystal
In this life, we are always in the state of starting over. We start over in our careers, we start over in a new city, or relationships. It is important we become comfortable with change. Everything in our life changes, to think something will last forever is naive. You can take comfort in the fact that things change especially if you are in a bad situation.
I, unfortunately, learned this lesson later in life. I used to hold on to things so tightly it would blow up in my face. Now I TRY to go with the ebb and flow of life. I have gotten better but still, find myself looking back. I challenge myself to move forward, and I challenge you guys to do the same.
HAPPY LDW! What life lessons did you learn? Comment below.
It’s an interesting question, that I don’t know the answer to. I only have my experiences to put forward a possible answer. I think we DO live in a throw away society. If something doesn’t work or loses it appeal, it is normal to replace it with something shiny and new. We do this with electronics and relationships.
Our society is moving forward so fast that things lose their value quickly. The latest electronics to the latest clothes and relationships. You can see this attitude in the way we fill our environment with landfills, and the way we treat our older population. We dispose, and throw away.
I’m here to tell you that you can give anything more than one life. Resist the urge to ‘throw-it away.’
Those clothes in the back of your closet donate them to the Salvation Army.
Those old electronics sell them, have them refurbished and sold again.
Plastic! Forget it! Use glass, glass can be used over and over again.
And most importantly don’t forget about Grandma. She maybe feisty but she has knowledge and stories to share.
I find value and magic in old things. When I see an old t-shirt my mind fires up a way to repurpose it. Even when I look at an old building my inner Property Brothers comes out and starts making floor plans and setting a budget. Repurposing can be fun, it your open to it.
If you have time look-up Depression Era tips to frugal living. Frugal living can help you save money and teach you to be more self-sufficient.
Do you guys think we live in a throw-away society? Leave a comment below.
Living with roommates has made it possible to live in the ever increasing rental market. A one bedroom in San Francisco is 4,000 dollars. The issue comes in with technology jobs and creative jobs moving to the cities. It seems like a hard compromise but roommates may be the answer. Splitting utilities and rent with 3 to 4 other people relieves the financial stress.
Sharing and Caring
I’ve had roommates that are prepared for the apocalypse. They had top of the line pots and pans, spices, a panini maker, a mattress frame and stockpile of food. These roommates are the best because they are so prepared. When you move around a lot, like me, you lose stuff. So these roommates help fill in the gap until you can reset yourself.
The best thing about having roommates is you’re likely to have a friend. Living in the same space brings people together. It’s nice to come home to someone you can rant to about that bit– at work or that cute guy at your regular coffee place.
Everyone has a different interpretation of cleanliness. Some people are less clean than others.
I have had many roommates fight over dirty dishes and clothes left in the washer. My advice to anyone with roommates is as soon as you use it, clean it. There will be no issue if you clean up imminently after yourself.
Lack of Privacy
The living room, kitchen, and bathrooms are shared in my apartment so there’s not much privacy.
I try to a long take relaxing shower but that’s not always possible. Nothing pulls you out of your Zen more than your roommate shaking the door knob. It’s an unspoken rule that if you’re going to use any shared area, to use it quickly.
Over All Bad Roommates
I have had more than my fair share of bad roommates. I had roommates that lacked common courtesy to disgusting human beings. One of my roommates shed all the time. I go into the bathroom and saw clumps of her hair on the shower walls and in the drain. It was gross, I always take a shower before her so I didn’t have to see that.
What’s the worst roommate experience you’ve had? What’s the best? Let’s talk below.
The thing about Control is that it is an illusion
The idea one can Control the three-headed beast of life
Robs them of the adventure
It’s not easy to except that Control is something we can never have
But there is bittersweet solace in chaos
Control limits us, deprives us, makes us rigid and cold
via Daily Prompt: Control