We buy stuff, we use stuff, we recycle stuff, we store stuff, we give away stuff, etc., etc. One day inevitably, we must get rid of stuff. And that day is usually Mondays on most of the communities in our cities. It feels good to see that stuff go. I remember, it must have been very important to me, otherwise I wouldn’t have bought it. But now is the time to let it go. Some of it is useless, out of date or plain not so hot right now. This thought just occurred to me. It is just like us, we are hot one day, feel we can rule the world, and before we know it, is time to be part of “le garbage.” Just that we don’t get picked up, we somehow get recycled. This is a dark thought, but I think is funny. Have to have a sense of humor even in the darkest hour. It makes things light and not so serious. Nothing should be taken that serious. It gives another perspective to everything. I think. Now, le garbage will get picked up, and next week, I am sure I will have a whole bunch of new stuff to send away. Musical chairs. Here today, gone tomorrow.
The part of having a good time in Happyville is because the tree is in the garage, all ornaments and decor have been shoved into the garage and house looks somewhat neat and ready for next invention I am able to come up with. Oh man, I forgot the wreath on the door. Need to work on winter landscape for that one. Thanks God for my glue gun.
I am really having a good time writing this blog. I want to see how far I can extend my comfort zone and what this will lead me to. I am positive this is going to be a good part of the fabric of my life. For the moment, I have the best audience I could have asked for and it keeps me thinking what should I ponder on next. A little bit of stress sometimes tries to get hold of me, but everything in moderation is good.
Thank you for reading my adventures and way of thinking. You are very much appreciated.
Your Happy Contessa