Weekly Check-in HMMM.... 1/8/19

My goals are personal, mine. I really do not see anyone else helping me meet them. I also do not see anyone helping me by holding me accountable. Here is my plan to do it... Checking in... writing what I accomplished this week, every week. So here goes...
This past week has been extremely slow going.  I have applied for several job opportunities and interviewed for two. I continued to apply for additional jobs throughout the week. My Mary Kay sales have plummeted since moving across country. I have very little support being out here and it will take the rest of the year to create the relationships that I once had in Arizona.
I finished my vision board and I am loving it.


I am getting up and showing up to life everyday! I am working on my yearly goals! Showing up daily is the first one. I have 357 more days to go this year.
I have accomplished showing up, searching for alternative income to pay down debt, spending more time with my husband and never giving up for a week. Four out of 10 goals thus far. Most of my goals are focused around financial improvement so until the job/ sell something goal gets met I am probably going to be slow going here. Oh well, progress not perfection. See you next week.

Jan 1, 2019

Life as it is....

Now that the new year has come upon us we always take the time or intend to take the time to reflect on the previous year, but reflection without action is just reminiscing. So here is my reflection and action plan.

2018 - We have had some really good and bad times this past year. Looking back we have had some much better than bad times. In the early year we finalized plans to move to North Carolina, worked with Jacob on improving his life skills, and celebrated the first birthday of my grandson.

There has been days of great joy, with simple gratefulness for each and everyday I wake up and the friends and family I have. We as humans tend to focus on the negative and not the positive. I know there was a lot of positivity in my last year but with all the negative that was experienced, I do believe that I have hit rock bottom. 

Does that mean I give up...........

Man you don't know me. Every time I hit rock bottom I am just a seed being planted or an empty cup in need of a refill. I do it all and NOTHING is going to hold me down for long. 

In order to understand the goals of the future you must understand the events of the past.  My son is autistic, we mad a mess of our finances and for the first time in a LONG time we charged our Christmas No, I am not proud of that but for that same reason that my goals for next year have been set. 

Goals are great, everyone needs a plan of action. The reason behind your goals, the why? is what keeps you going on these goals. 

In deciding what I wanted to do this year I went ahead and yes, spent more money..... I purchased a goal setting system from cultivatewhatmatters.com. It's a great system that breaks down who you are and what you want and even worse why? That why again! 

For this budgeting end I am using the app youneedabudget.com. I love this program and I hate this program. It makes us justify every dollar we spend and shows you exactly when you meet your goals, but it wants us to pay our credit card bills off? Go figure. You know how you charge something and then forget about it and just pay the minimum balance due, digging further and further in debt. This app doesn't allow you to do such dastardly actions. 

So to review my goals

1. Self Care

2. Financial Freedom 

3. Savings for Emergency Plans

4.Making my business a success

5. Having a healthier, happier family!

January 5 2016 Kids

Ok, so here is the thing about my life, I read about people and kids going to bed at a set time and enjoying that glass of wine before bed. HAHAHA, not my life. I read about people wanting world peace and a cure for cancer, and I am here just wishing my child would sleep through the night. He is three, not an infant and his favorite past time is sleeping from 4-6 ever day. This means up till midnight. He is like his father and I, to a certain extent, he likes his sleep. It's very hard to wake him up once he has fallen asleep. It is just as difficult to get him to go back to sleep once he wakes up.
I have tried so many times to have him on a schedule. My mother always told me, bath, book and bed. It worked great for my oldest. The baby, not so much. He likes baths at 2 in the after noon or midnight. I try to put him in the bath after dinner and he throws a fit. I have been reading to him much more often but it has to be first thing in the morning or he throws the books at me.  His idea of bed is to sleep on the couch.
No,  I am not looking for advice because every parent has their own style and each child is different. It would be great to be able to relax before I go to bed, not fall asleep in my child's bed most nights. I know things will get easier as he gets older and sooner than later he will be gone, but for now I am getting older and loosing brain cells on the lack of sleep I am getting.

January 4th 2016: Life

Today is January 4th and I will be working at my "real" JOB today. I am looking forward to the time away from the house and the craziness of my family. I spend the entire day there and an enjoyable evening with my loving husband. It was a crazy good day.

Why my husband is the sexiest man alive to me

January 3, 2016
Life as I know it:
My husband, Bill, is an average guy in the sense of the American standard of men. He is six feet tall, blue eyes and brown hair, in his early forties and has a receding hair line. He is also graying. So Jonny Deppe he is not. I am so grateful he is not a Jonny Deepe. He is not conceded but he is confidant.

So what makes him the sexiest man in the world you ask?
We could start with the piercing blue eyes. When he looks at me and he makes me feel like I am the only person in the entire world. Then there is the adorable backside that all the girls at work love to look at. These are great attributes to have as a man but they are barely the ice breaker to what makes him sexy in my eyes.

I wake up in the morning to a hot cup of coffee.
He does the dishes.
He loves me for me and treats me like gold.
He works hard and doesn't complain about it.
He loves his children with all of his heart.
He makes the day something worth smiling at.
He is always looking at the positive side of life.
He would bring me the moon if I asked, or die trying.
He loves his family unconditionally and still does for them when ever needed.
These are just a few reasons. I can go on and on but he is mine!

New Year, New Me! 2016

The title of my blog is life. I wanted to do a blog that was insightful and witty; that would inspire and educate. HAHAHAHAHAHA.. life had other plans.  So here is my new years resolution. Make time to blog about my crazy life. It's not a lot but it's my life.
Today is Jan 2, 2016 and so far I have cleaned up poop, had my coffee (best friend) and trolled facebook, worked on my home based business and made pies

I have always been a bit of a day dreamer and goal oriented. I have so much I want to accomplish, in the house, in my business, with my children and my husband. Right now my house is a mess and my kitchen sink is backed up. The smell of fresh pumpkin pie in the air is wonderful. This year I would like to paint the walls and redecorate my house. Some tile in the kitchen, laundry room and bathrooms. Maybe hardwood for the bedrooms, living room and dining room. I will post pictures as I proceed. I think that seeing the results as you go is always a good thing.

I have a three year old that likes to sit on my shoulders naked. He is potty training and refuses to use a diaper or the toilet. He will go poop outside with the dogs if aloud. He is an individual to say the least. I think I have always given my children the ability to expand their horizons within the limits of safety. I am praying for a nap so I can shower.

I can't wait until my son is to big to fit through the doggie door because atleast three times a day he takes off outside through the doggie door, not matter the weather. I did mention he is a nudist right? I have to chase him down and we live on half an acre of fenced property.
I am off to chase him down again.....

Spiritual Sightings

This blog post and the following is so I can remember and share all the "paranormal" activities I have experienced.
I have had so many over the years, they all jumble a little. I will go back and forth as I can remember them.

The clearest one to me is when my brother Ronnie died. We were staying in Long Branch, New Jersey at my Uncle Ian's house. I don't even think it was a house my brother had ever been at. I was getting ready to leave and my mother and Uncle were in the second story of the house. I took my two year old daughter at the time and half of her stuff down to the car. I put her in the car and buckled her into the car seat. I propped the car door open as far as I could, engaging the lock to keep the door open. I went back to the porch and propped the screen door and front door open, so I could hear her and I said a little prayer. I went back up to the second floor as fast as I could, grabbed the rest of our stuff and ran back down stairs to the front door and almost smacked into it. The front door that I had propped open was closed. Ok, fluke, wind or something. I opened the front door and the screen door was closed as well. I propped that with the air pump and piece of metal that is made to keep the screen doors open. I checked that and the metal piece was exactly in front of the open part. Fluke. I went out to the car because I was concerned about my daughter who was still in the car. I have my hands full of stuff and the car door closed itself. No longer a fluke. There was no way that door shut it's self. There was no breeze in this world strong enough to close the car door when it was fully propped open.

That same time I went up to Connecticut to see a friend from college. My brother had passed and I was staying in Jersey for a while. I was on the 95 heading north on the winding part of the road with the beautiful landscape and all the trees at night. My car decided it was going to down shift (yes I drive stick shift) to first gear. I was going about 70 mph after all it was 95 at night. I tried to start it again, shifting from first to second to third. It would only go in first gear. I am thinking to myself, my clutch just popped... how? I came around the last curve where my car was only going 20 mph because it shifted to first gear on it's own and the traffic was at a dead stop. Guess who slammed on the breaks and did not get into an accident. So, once the traffic started moving again, there was no problem with the clutch or the gears. I loved that car... We made it to my friends house with no problem from there on out.

We did a lot of driving the more I think about it. Another time, while in Jersey, my daughter was starting to speak and she was doing good with small sentences. It was the weirdest thing because she was repeating over and over again, my shoes, my shoes. I was trying to talk to her and drive. I noticed after a few minutes that she wasn't talking to me because she was giggling and saying my shoes. She was playing with someone, who I assumed was my brother because once I said leave her shoes alone Ronnie. She stopped. She stopped laughing and saying my shoes.

I had a similar experience with a CRX I had for a long time. I was driving my now hubby to work and my car started to down shift. It didn't make sense because this time I was only doing 25 mph tops. I look down at my shifter and I look up and there is a lady hitting  the right side of my car head on with her car. Obviously, I am here to tell about it but her car didn't look to hot after that.

Back to Jersey. My brother, who I told you passed, died while driving on the Garden State Parkway. I went to the mile marker and found glass from the back window still stuck together because of his Ironworkers sticker on it. I picked it up and put it in a pampers wipes container. I put it in the back of the car and took it out once to show my other brother. We went to his in laws house and he went to pull it out of the car. It was gone. Not misplaced because we emptied the entire car to find it. We repacked the car and still couldn't find it. A couple of days later we were at a friends house and he went to pull something out of the car and it was exactly where I left it the first time. Please explain that one to me.


 There was this time when my parents dropped me off at college and I was falling asleep and I saw rear lights on a car and an accident. I knew instantly that it was my mom and stepfather. I called them and they weren't home yet. When my mom got home she called me back. She told me nothing had happened. (This freaks my family out, the fact that I see things). A few days later a friend of mine from up the street asked me what happened to the car. I told them nothing and he told me that it was just short of totaled. I called my mom back and she told me all about the accident but didn't want me to worry.

These are a few of what I can remember most. I have more and may post them at another time.