Link Your Blog/Funky Mood

I have been in such a funk I don't even like myself sometimes. Have you ever felt that way?

You are sick but don't feel bad enough to stay in bed. But yet you don't want to do anything. It takes all your strength, even to just to go to the bathroom.

Then sometimes the meds make you feel worse than you already do.

I think one of my meds is putting me in LA LA Land. I hate that feeling. I've taken the med before and it has not done that to me before. Or maybe it is the illness itself. Who knows? I guess after I finish the meds and I don't feel that way anymore, it'll be my answer.

I get depressed and sulk. It doesn't last long, thankfully.

MyHubby apologizes when I don't feel well. I tell him he has no reason to be sorry. I don't blame him for sure. He says he wishes he had healing powers. How sweet?  It takes a special kind of man to deal with a person like me and my medical problems.

Tis my life. Always been and I don't see it changing after 50 years.

A friend and I joke agreeing that we should be used to it by now. I don't think you get 'used' to it. I think you learn to accept it in a way and live day to day. I guess "Go with the flow" would describe it.

It does get tiring though.

Sometimes I ask God what is the reason? I always say God has a reason for everything. So why do some of us struggle more than others?

What is the purpose of a life of medical woes?  What is it suppose to teach me? Hopefully, he'll tell me when he takes me to his home.

People say I am an inspiration with everything I've gone through. I appreciate that so very much. However, think about it. Being an inspiration because I fight through whatever comes at me medically?  Most people do the same thing.

I know many people are worse off than me. And I feel for them.

A priest told me once that my 'suffering' on earth is  my journey to eternal bliss when God calls me home. I sure as hell hope so. Because sometimes I feel like I am in Hell.

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Anyway...enough of that.  On to more pleasant things....

An awesome blogger I follow, Just Thoughts on a Blog, has shared.a way to find other blogs to read and at the same time share your blog.

If you click the tab above "Linking Your Blog" and fill out the short and sweet form, your Blog will be added to the list, I hope. I have yet to have anyone do it on mine. When one of my followers click the link they will see the list of blogs they can visit by just clicking the link.

I think it is a cool idea.

I know I haven't been the most consistent blogger. I noticed many who I follow are not either. There have been countless times I have sat here and started a post but did not finish. I have 98 unfinished drafts. I know! Crazy!

But I do read many of your blogs regularly and comment occasionally.

I noticed some bloggers have had their blogs turn into money-making blogs. I guess they are more dedicated to blogging than I am and more interesting.  I know some have 1000s of followers. Which I think is pretty cool for them.

I started this blog thinking of it as sorta like a diary. I also wanted to share my life to show that although I have a 'disability' and medical challenges I am just like all of you who don't have to deal with such things.

I do appreciate my followers and those who drop by to read my blog. Come back again!!

7 Mile Garage Sale

There's a saying :Someone's junk is another's treasure.  When I hear it I think of garage sales and flea markets.

It is such a beautiful day although the wind is strong. I am sitting on my front porch watching something cool. No worries I am anchored down. Okay I am not but I am on the side of the house where the wind is not as strong.

Yesterday, our next door neighbor, Mr Joe visited. He explained to us that there was a 7 mile garage sale and through the years he has allowed someone set up in the driveway we share together. Obviously, the man doesn't live within the 7 mile radius.

The driveway was used by Hubby's grandfather working the farmland where our home sits. The driveway is between Mr Joe's and I land. According to the city our land shows that it is half our property. Hubby has used it during the torrential rains as it is not as swampy. Otherwise, it is just there.

This morning I looked outside. I normally see vehicles flying by as it is a highway. But today, it is like a slow parade of cars, stopping intermittently.

I walked to the road and saw many neighbors participating. I've been sitting outside for about 1/2 hour counting the cars. There were 60 cars that have stopped. And that is just a half hour period.

I thought "DAMN". If I had known that we could have saved all the stuff we had thrown out or given away and participated. There were flyers posted on poles and in the local grocery store but I just figured it was another ordinary garage sale.

I remember my sister and I did a garage sale long time ago. We vowed never again.

Honestly, we had no clue what we were doing but figured, how hard can it be? Right?

So we prepared. Put the ad in the paper. Gathered our items, it was mostly baby clothes but we had knick knacks etc.  We priced then what we thought was reasonable.

Regardless of the time we put that we were going to start, there were cars parked in front of my house an hour earlier watching his set up. They were like vultures.

Many of the people told us we had our prices too high but we negotiated the prices. We thought we were stiffed a couple of times. We just wanted to get rid of the stuff. We did sell most of what we had but the little money we made, we figured it was not worth our time again.

I've gone to a couple of garage sales etc and found some cool stuff. I think you have to really like that kind of stuff to hold a garage sale.

This 7 mile garage sale runs through 3 little towns.

But as I sit here, watching all the garage sales goers stop by this man's s spot, I am thinking of how I can participate next year. I am sure we can come up with some things to sell.  It is amazing to see the participation and support in this little town.