pay times ... how the new environment of my times in the blessings of another week ... it tis my allotted grocery and bill day in my once amended upside down time schedule realignment.
I still fluctuate widely....
However the bills are consistent. I am in constant juggling. I will max up the utility's which hinders the food budget. I do not want to be constantly thinking about running out on the meters. The flow of time hidden in the depths of a home. I have not adjusted this meters to do it how I was used to. That is a funny business too, usually people think on the gas service etc we all run on emergency credit all the time.
I can't work like that. I require to run in the black.
I pay what is required, then see what is left for treats and travels. The travels presently where board is catered for. This helps to pay for these travels. The juggle in exposing myself to experiences surround. The constant consistent time in strange to me atmospheres Thus this heededs the feelings that I might one day get out to work in busy environments again?
My daughter will gift a journey in experience occasionally, rather than what we call clutter gifts now.
We were fortunate up until my father passed away, he paid for our travels to get from A-B. All my adult life he did this. He was not fond of being out of his locality after losing most of his sight. We went to them. He assisted in this.
After the initial post crisis I was assisted by much and many, until I was in a routine again. The pride one requires to manage oneself within a budget that suits my new requirements in life. The appreciation in the living until I was financially stable again.
I always enjoyed what I had, not forever after the gluttonous disposal of life to landfill. It tis all ironic tis that. And I enjoy the fruits of life like this... even more so! My daughter is itching to go on our various adventures, .... yes I am aiming for that .... though in no hurry to obtain the riches in the famous land marks ... preferring the solace of the lesser know areas just as spectacular.... and stunning
In the meantime enjoying the pleasures in a dawn, the birdsong. The wet mornings when I have noticed the outside world this current week. The splish splash of raindrops freshly fallen on the window pane. The wind we had this week blowing through my hair, whipping around my charity box destined for a shop that breaks things in its mountainous pile of donations. I hope they did not get too damaged ... They are the only one to take electronic goods, otherwise I avoid this one for breakables. I do disperse fairly. The breakables go to those that are instantaneously put them out to sell.
The ones who run it like a business take a while to flow out on to the shelf, here or at another shop.
I have certainly had my fair time in these places and how they are operated. The auctions for rare finds, in the donated donations. The requests to sell at a set rate. The clothes bundles I could get money by the weight .. I donate for them to do this. The rags ... the new all goes in for these places ...
The books sometimes they stop taking awhile. The videos are dysfunctional now. On yes the online, sell by weight, pick up for costs it t'as all been researched by those who assisted in the very first days ...
..... My own experiences coming later
... especially the irksome time the electrical donation one shutting down for a while for a revamp .... I like to get rid while I go along presently ... the requisite of the many who did say a bag a day would eventually get rid of it ...
Yeah... no one realises how stuffed a stuffed home is .... there is a point where it is too much .... my sister researching details ready for when I reach this point ... to get someone in to assist to move too ...
