Time rolls on; and dreams they die
And I’ve thrown out the pictures I had of you and I
And if you’re ever wondering if love can be true
Well, think of me; remember, darling, like I do
~ “I Do” by Jude
Here is the final post for 2012. Looking at the statistics, I can clearly see I am not living up to my end of the bargain. I have not written nearly often enough to retain regular readers. I am really lucky that anyone is reading this, actually, due to the inconsistency. I’d say it will be a New year’s Resolution; but I think it has been for years and I still cannot seem to keep up the pace. We’ll blame Obama. It’s easier that way.
The new year will be bringing changes; including me finally going through all of my stuff that has been in storage since my move from Texas. While some people would say “Just toss it all since you didn’t need it all this time,” the fact is, a lot of what I have in boxes are “memories”, knick knacks, photographs, etc. These are things that I cannot just throw away without review. I do intend on reducing my physical possessions by 60%. Purging in this manner is emotionally exhausting and can have moments of brutality. This is where an old friend comes in. First, some backstory . . .
The summer between my junior and senior years in high school I attended the Nebraska Scholars’ Institute (NSI) for two weeks. While there, I made many lifelong friends. One of these friends was a very attractive boy from Columbus, NE. I kissed him once in the front seat of “VeggieGirl’s” car while she was driving and she was not amused. In fact, she was so “not amused” that she pulled the car over to tell us to stop. We did! We stayed in touch through college; found each other years later on FB, and then when he and his wife moved back to Nebraska recently, we came across one another and had coffee.
While catching up on each other’s lives, I happened to mention that I was planning on getting rid of a plethora of belongings because I feel tied down by them. I revealed my fear of having too much emotional attachment to physical objects. ‘Columbus’ said that he does a lot with “all-natural” remedies, including essences, plants, extracts, etc. He told me that he would like to give me a solution which will help me through the process. I took him up on his offer and this past week he provided me with a dropper bottle filled with some liquid. He explained that I should put 4 drops under my tongue, 4 times a day. He said that the e4ntire experience will be emotional and cathartic and to just go with it, embracing the emotions and the detachment.
I am ready to get started, so I have ingested my first 4 drops. It didn’t taste the best; but I trust my friend’s knowledge and experience with natural remedies. The thing is, I was telling a coworker about it, and he asked what was in it.
“Um, I really don’t know. Here smell it.”
He did; but it brought neither of us any closer to knowing what is in this proprietary ‘brew’. I suppose that it is for the best that I not know. Instead, I am just going to move forward and let it do its magic.
Speaking of magic. . . K-Shrub just called me to tell me that one of her customers gave her some “wonder product” that “detoxifies fat” and makes you skinny. She described it as a really large Crest Whitestrip for fat. And she is convinced it will work, because her friend wouldn’t lie.
HaHaHaHa – She is being ridiculous. She wants to put the before-and-after pictures on the internet for her female friends only – but she is going to photoshop them because she doesn’t want anyone to know how much pregnancy weight she really has. And she reasons logically that if she photoshops the before picture, then she has to photoshop the after picture so that the results are closer to reality. Luckily, you only have to do it once a month. So, yay for the fat detoxifying ‘whitestrip’.
On that note, peace out!
PERSONAL NOTE: I love you!
CONFIDENTIAL NOTE: Thank you for being one of four.