I’ve been trying to think of how to keep an upbeat vibe to my blog while continuing to cope with the shockwaves of a financial bomb that exploded in my life last month: I had to get a new water heater installed. Add to that a war for weeks with tiny, adorable but loud mice, a lawn mower that wouldn’t work along with plenty of rain.
Due to the expense of the water heater down payment, I was not able to pay anyone to mow and also keep up with other bills. My battery-operated weed whacker has gotten a lot of use lately, so has my body. Too much.
I had to do a lot of extra cleaning due to the family of mice moving in. It was just too much happening all around the same time. Too many fires to put out with one hose.
I’m not even sure if my last blog entry made sense. I did the best I could to write something possibly coherent while enduring the extraordinary physical stress I was experiencing.
I did receive some financial relief from my best friend and her mother who is also my close friend. They contributed $100 each. Both know what it’s like to experience the loss of a water heater.
Then I got my property tax bill. That’s due in September.
If you know me from the Facebook groups that I’m on, you’ll see that in addition to reselling goods, offering tutoring, knitting & crochet lessons, I’m now also offering another well-used skill in an effort to earn extra cash: Cleaning. I used to enjoy doing it to the point where I studied it. Cleaning and organizing.
I also used to do private and professional cleaning for work. My cleaning skills have never had the opportunity to get rusty because I’m a homeowner who has lived alone for 17.5 years.
Also, thanks to being somewhat mechanically inclined with the ability to understand step-by-step instruction, I know more about how to fix a lawnmower and other things around the house than I really care to know. I’d rather spend my time crocheting, knitting, or tutoring instead of rooting around in a tool box.
I got the mower started yesterday after viewing a video on Youtube.com showing me how to stop the intake of air so gas would sucked up into the carburetor. What’s that got to do with yarn? My point, exactly!
No matter what, I’ve kept up my reading and studying because I have a need to feed my mind. I love learning and put a lot into learning whatever it is that I’m interested in. I enjoy getting my mind blown. It’s natural for me to tell others about interesting things that I’ve learned. I have been unofficially teaching for many years.
The desire to help others succeed was one reason why I became I an adult literacy volunteer at the Secretary of State’s program based at Highland Community College.
Unfortunately, I missed the last two days of the semester due to having so much to tend to in my personal life. I ran short of energy; the active aftermath of the expensive “explosion” dampened my mood. I always looked forward to tutoring, but I needed to rest my body.
I have stayed in problem-solving mode thinking about what I can do now with my current resources and in my circumstances. I’m confident that I will figure it all out. Most likely when I’m able to rest and relax for more than a day.
I hope to someday be able to use my mind doing what I enjoy to reach a higher income level that will provide more shelter when the need to make home or car repairs inevitably occurs.
On that note, I am currently studying math because I discovered that math is excellent brain exercise (especially when you understand it) and it is can be relaxing to stay in the logical, methodical state of mind needed to solve problems without frustration. I am also studying physics for pleasure. It’s fascinating and I’ve found it to be very relevant to what I see and do in real life.
Let’s look at a pretty flowering tree that I photographed last month. To me, this shows the real truth about life.
I did have enough time and energy to take photos of flowering trees before the blooms fell, that’s something positive.
If you or someone you know could use any of my above-mentioned skills, contact me at RitaHawk17@comcast.net.
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