How do you know when it’s time to unplug? What do you do to make it happen?
When the computer screen starts to swim and my eyes begin to shut down, it is time to unplug.
I usually set an alarm on my fitbit to tell me to start packing up and get ready for bed.
If not I just put a timer on the cell, and when it goes off, I get ready for bed.
It is good to listen to your body, especially your eyes. You have a pair, and they do not grow back. It’s best to take time out. It will be in the end more productive because you will not end up taking forced stress or medical leave.
It is hard for me to trust people. Frankly, I am not a people person because I don’t trust easily. I’ve been burnt several times.
I know people have a lot impacting their life, and life at best is brief, but if I give that person my attention, my time, my thoughts, my deeds, I expect something in return.
When I spill my feelings or even confide something somewhat trivel, I don’t expect a friend to make light of it, repeat it , or dismiss it as if it was not worth of a second thought.
I listen, and I evaluate, and mostly, I try to be there. I even try to see things through their eyes.
I expect the same.
If I don’t get it I know I am not important and I come to the conclusion that this person is a fair weather friend if I friend at all.
Don’t break my trust.
Friendship is a two-way street. I travel on my side, making the right stops. A good friend travels on their side doing the same. We connect many times, and we turn and go the other way without crashing into each other.
I can’t complain about my past employment. One boss said to me you will have a few jobs in your work life and will take away some skills that will be beneficial in the future.
True? Let me see.
One summer, I stuffed envelopes. That could be an invaluable skill.
Some will say that is the same like religion, but it isn’t.
Yes, I believe in Jesus and that he is the son of God. I try to live a life pleasing to God.
I talk to him.
I trust Him.
I listen to his voice from the Holy Scriptures.
I am a born-again believer who has been washed in the blood of the Lamb. And my name is in the Book of Life.
I have a normal life with normal habits, but my life is fuelled by my trust in the Lord.
I am not perfect. I bleed. I cry. I get angry when driving, but I trust my Lord as I walk through this life with all the ups and downs.
Do I practice religion?
I live a life pleasing to the Lord. I walk and talk with him like I would someone I care about but with all respect and reverence due to him because he is God. Yet, he is my friend.
Do I have a belief?
Yes, I believe in God. I believe in Christ Jesus, who is the son of God.
I do remember going to the library to gather information was truly active. I had to get there. I had to search the databases and then go physically to the stacks to get whatever I needed. There are some things I still need to go and physically search for, and I must admit that when I do that, it is so much fun. I feel like a treasure hunter.
I like libraries. I love books, old scripts, and pages. The internet is great and convenient, but touching paper and turning a page beats out the internet, hands down.
I enjoyed Xmen comics way before they were popular. I started collecting when I was a child and continued into college and university.
I loved the stories from the Marvel comics. I collected DC ones too, but my favorites were from Marvel.
One thing both comics were known for was the art. The artists and the inking were great then, and still, they are beyond great now.
In those days, comics were not expensive but now…oh my. If I were a kid now, I couldn’t afford them.
I don’t think some books are worth much, because I read them so many times they are not in good condition. But I don’t care they are still mine, and I love them.
I would like my words to speak of joy and kindness. As an ambassador of Christ, my actions should show kindness. I should be like Christ, who is my Savior.
My actions should show goodness, and I should not speak badly of others. I should not get into arguments but leave the fighting and disagreements to the Lord who promises to fight for me.
I live in peace in a world where there is no peace.
I am very clumsy most of the time. I sprained my ankles, bruised my knees, and torn a muscle in my shoulder, but I had not broken any bones in my body.
The sisters I live with are more than family. They are my bestfriends. Through the years, they were always there for me, like second mothers, as I am the last in the family. So, if they need me, I will be there for them.
I will give you an example. It may seem small trivial even, but for my big sister, it meant a great deal.
She worked hard. Coming home late and waking early to leave for work. Transportation was spotty to say there was any. She had to leave before dawn to get a bus, then transfer and finally walk to the office. Sometimes, she would be so exhausted after work that she would fall asleep during dinner.
In the morning, she would be the first to wake and get ready for work, never having enough time to prepare breakfast or lunch. At that time I too had a long commute to work. On my day to cook, which was once a week. I would wake up at two in the morning and prepare her breakfast, lunch, and dinner with enough leftover for her to take the next day for work.
It was hard. I had to get ready for work and I had night classes that same evening. It made for an incredibly long day. I didn’t mind cause she used to do the same for me.
When another sister couldn’t do it for her, Mom and Dad would fill in. In the end, we worked as a team until her hours were changed and things were back to normal.
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