I have so much that I want to work on now, that I am trying to work on. My blogging. My ministry. Helping vets. helping pets. So I thought I would write out my ideas.
Sadie Blackenrose
-write fourth book in The Stranger series
-finish up Redneck Butchers
-keeping writing on fantasy saga
-post good content on social media
-promote books
Southern Star Couture
-curate clothing content for page
-keep making shirts
*expand in to Covert Desires
Jesus Approved (my ministry)
-curate good contact
-make sure to publish every Wednesday blog
-ask others to help publish their testimony on blog
-create merch
Teddy the Terrible Terrier
-cuate content
-publish weekly blog
Hardcore Healthy
-curate content
-create accompaniment group
-create videos and build YouTube channel
-fix hula hoop
-plan fun workouts
Tales From A Broke Girl's Kitchen
-clean kitchen decently
-blog
-create videos for page and YouTube
-pictures
B&H Home Solutions
-get some sellers under contract
-go to local REI meeting
-continue to build cash buyers list
-continue to find homes
Reality of Sales
-set up conference calls
- figure out a way to monetize without charging my girls
-blo and humor for sales
Get Off My Soapbox (Bleed American)
-continue blogging
-find a way to monetize
The Veteran History Project
-contact VA and nursing homes
-find awesome geezers to interview
-Upload content to YouTube
-compile book of stories
leads in to Pet N Vets
Buck Barton's Bargain Barn
-find antiques and sell on ebay
This is my beginning list, not detailed. But hopefully it will help me keep accountable.
Monday, June 24, 2019
Tuesday, June 18, 2019
Taking it old school...
I am so excited to find out that I can help teach the 2nd and 3rd grade kids at VBS! It's so exciting. I get to be around little ones again. I just love kids so much. I especially like the ones I can give back. Lol. But I think it's pretty cool that I'll get to help them learn about our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, perhaps help them to learn to love the Lord. It makes me feel like I'm slowly returning to myself again. Like the depression may be breaking. I pray to the Lord it is.
My husband has depression but he will never admit it because he's such a manly man. It's annoying. Sometimes I just want to be depressed and he just won't allow it. But I guess that's a good thing.
So yesterday I cleaned out the car and took Barb to the doctor and met up with my guy. Quite a lot for one day. Today Shannon and I started getting the pool area ready in the yard. Gathered up tiles to put down, stretched out the tarp. We also planted some dill and wildflowers. I also did a load of laundry and a load of dishes. I was one busy bee. I felt quite proud of myself and quite tired.
Slowly we are climbing out of the pit. Slowly. I am trying to focus on making some money myself. I think I may have found a niche with cold calling. I'm about to have a test of that with my ladies in real estate. If that's successful, I'll add on freight brokerages. I also have Sadie Blackenrose to work on, as well as Bleed American, Teddy the Terrible Terrier, Tales From a Broke's Girl's Kitchen, Southern Star Couture, Jesus Approved, Tiny Houses, B&H Home Solutions, and Attractive Haunts. Between all of that, how could I not start making some sort of money somewhere? I have to. I can't take care of Barb and work a regular job. It's just not possible, though I know that all things are possible through God.
Tomorrow will be another busy day. Tony's aunt Margaret died and we have to go to the wake. I think I will be going to the funeral as well. At least I washed some clothes. Lol.
My husband has depression but he will never admit it because he's such a manly man. It's annoying. Sometimes I just want to be depressed and he just won't allow it. But I guess that's a good thing.
So yesterday I cleaned out the car and took Barb to the doctor and met up with my guy. Quite a lot for one day. Today Shannon and I started getting the pool area ready in the yard. Gathered up tiles to put down, stretched out the tarp. We also planted some dill and wildflowers. I also did a load of laundry and a load of dishes. I was one busy bee. I felt quite proud of myself and quite tired.
Slowly we are climbing out of the pit. Slowly. I am trying to focus on making some money myself. I think I may have found a niche with cold calling. I'm about to have a test of that with my ladies in real estate. If that's successful, I'll add on freight brokerages. I also have Sadie Blackenrose to work on, as well as Bleed American, Teddy the Terrible Terrier, Tales From a Broke's Girl's Kitchen, Southern Star Couture, Jesus Approved, Tiny Houses, B&H Home Solutions, and Attractive Haunts. Between all of that, how could I not start making some sort of money somewhere? I have to. I can't take care of Barb and work a regular job. It's just not possible, though I know that all things are possible through God.
Tomorrow will be another busy day. Tony's aunt Margaret died and we have to go to the wake. I think I will be going to the funeral as well. At least I washed some clothes. Lol.
Tuesday, May 28, 2019
Salem....
Tonight I choose to not blog so I can check out a new show that is in a similar time frame as my fantasy novel.....
Monday, May 27, 2019
Hell or High Water
It rained a lot here today. Memorial Day 2019. I have tried for the past few years to make Memorial Day about remembering those heroes that we have lost and not about partying and celebrating. This was a success. All day we ran around wasting gas looking for a Bitcoin ATM and the ones we found were out of service. So apparently God said no bbq chicken or cigarettes today. Fine, fine. But can I at least have a tiny bot of fun? So God sent the flood for me to play in because I had no pool, no beach, no ocean. He gave me that.
What I didn't like was my husband getting super dressed and declaring that there is no God because of our financial situation. Ugh. I have to pray harder for him. It's all so frustrating. If only he would just tell his BOSS to pay him before he goes out of town to Hawaii and forgets to do it again. Or perhaps his BOSS just thinks that we can magically make food appear out of thin air, pay for insulin with no money, keep our phones on with no money. Maybe he doesn't give two shits, but I do. I have to pray harder for his BOSS too.
Bella refuses to go out and now she is farting like crazy. I have to make her go out.
I did start writing some of the outline to my fantasy story officially out today and in my head so far my ideas are awesome. I can't wait to flesh it out more.
Not a long entry tonight, it just feels good to be journaling again.
What I didn't like was my husband getting super dressed and declaring that there is no God because of our financial situation. Ugh. I have to pray harder for him. It's all so frustrating. If only he would just tell his BOSS to pay him before he goes out of town to Hawaii and forgets to do it again. Or perhaps his BOSS just thinks that we can magically make food appear out of thin air, pay for insulin with no money, keep our phones on with no money. Maybe he doesn't give two shits, but I do. I have to pray harder for his BOSS too.
Bella refuses to go out and now she is farting like crazy. I have to make her go out.
I did start writing some of the outline to my fantasy story officially out today and in my head so far my ideas are awesome. I can't wait to flesh it out more.
Not a long entry tonight, it just feels good to be journaling again.
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| People stuck in front of our house when it floods. |
Sunday, May 26, 2019
Rainy Day Woman #27
I am so depressed.
And now I'm more depressed because I wrote a whole thing about why I am depressed.
Basically it came down to because I haven't been journaling like I used to.
This is what I have left:
car to drive, my faith in the Lord, and I'm even wearing a pretty summer dress with my shiny ring on my finger. I know that I have people who love and support me. I know that my husband loves me for some unfathomable reason. I have ideas of how to make money.
I just want that damned BBQ chicken.
That is what is left of my original post. Ugh. And now, because I did journal, I do actually feel better and I don't want to rewrite the whole dang thing over again. UGH!
So, I'll boil it down for myself: I want BBQ chicken because I smelled it earlier and now it's stuck in my head but we're broke as all get out and I can't afford no stupid BBQ chicken. GRRRRR.
Still, journaling did help me. Still want that fucking chicken, but I'm at least not crying about it.
But it is Memorial Day tomorrow, so I guess I'll try to think of something thoughtful and patriotic to do.
And hopefully I can figure out a way to get $75 by Wednesday so our gas doesn't get shut off.
This anti-depression music on YouTube is pretty good too.
Stay away from social media. Everyone just tries to make their lives seem awesome and you'll always fail by comparison.
Except to advertise your businesses. And your love of the Lord. And funny memes.
That's my new policy.
And now I'm more depressed because I wrote a whole thing about why I am depressed.
Basically it came down to because I haven't been journaling like I used to.
This is what I have left:
car to drive, my faith in the Lord, and I'm even wearing a pretty summer dress with my shiny ring on my finger. I know that I have people who love and support me. I know that my husband loves me for some unfathomable reason. I have ideas of how to make money.
I just want that damned BBQ chicken.
That is what is left of my original post. Ugh. And now, because I did journal, I do actually feel better and I don't want to rewrite the whole dang thing over again. UGH!
So, I'll boil it down for myself: I want BBQ chicken because I smelled it earlier and now it's stuck in my head but we're broke as all get out and I can't afford no stupid BBQ chicken. GRRRRR.
Still, journaling did help me. Still want that fucking chicken, but I'm at least not crying about it.
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| I should be more like The Hound and just walk up in my neighbor's yard and demand all the fooking chicken. |
And hopefully I can figure out a way to get $75 by Wednesday so our gas doesn't get shut off.
This anti-depression music on YouTube is pretty good too.
Stay away from social media. Everyone just tries to make their lives seem awesome and you'll always fail by comparison.
Except to advertise your businesses. And your love of the Lord. And funny memes.
That's my new policy.
Thursday, October 11, 2012
It's been a long time since I rock and rolled....
I haven't written on my blog in a long time. There are many reasons, but the main reason is because my life absolutely fell apart for a few years there. I was an outlaw. A liar, a thief, a manipulator, a spin doctor. Then I realized how terrible I was living my life and lived in cloisterhood for a while. Packed away from everyone, helping a sick man die. I went through a terrible period in life. It lasted almost four years. Then I fell in love and everything changed. And I just needed to practice blogging again. I will write more later, but that's all for now.
Monday, January 31, 2011
Written on 1/23/2011
Being new at a church can be like being the new kid in school. I am a people watcher and I've been in a state of exile for quite a while. So watching the people at my church has been like a thirsty man drinking water. I can't get enough of it. What I see, I like. I want to be a part of it. It's the first time I've craved social interaction in over a year. But, being the new girl, I can't seem to find my place. I look around and I see all these shiny and happy people and I feel alone in the crowd. Is there anybody else out there like me? I feel so frustrated. I think it's my age.I even discreetly checked out how I smelled. I smelled awesome. Crest breath, cucumber deodorant, coconut lime verbena lotion, shower powder, and rose body spray. My hair was a little crazy, but my baby hairs refuse to be tamed after almost thirty years. This guy and girl, probably around my age, were looking for a place to sit and I was as excited as a puppy to offer them the seats next to mine. Then I was uncomfortable.
My discomfort stems from myself. I like myself. I like to wear black fingernail polish, I like my clothing style, which is California casual gone Southern. It's distinct. I love my cat. I love my tarot cards. I like different things than most Christians. At least from my previous experiences. I have to learn to get over myself. God gave me gifts. He gave me talents. And he gave me experience. (Sometimes I think he gave me too many experiences.) But most of all God gave me an all-consuming passion to learn more about Him and to grow closer in my relationship to Him. And that is the main thing.
What's amazing is that God is pursuing a relationship with me. I can feel Him trying to talk to me, trying to guide me on my spiritual, emotional, and physical journey through life. I feel hypocritical feeling this way because I denied God for so long. Because I am ..... I will have to finish this at another time.....
My discomfort stems from myself. I like myself. I like to wear black fingernail polish, I like my clothing style, which is California casual gone Southern. It's distinct. I love my cat. I love my tarot cards. I like different things than most Christians. At least from my previous experiences. I have to learn to get over myself. God gave me gifts. He gave me talents. And he gave me experience. (Sometimes I think he gave me too many experiences.) But most of all God gave me an all-consuming passion to learn more about Him and to grow closer in my relationship to Him. And that is the main thing.
What's amazing is that God is pursuing a relationship with me. I can feel Him trying to talk to me, trying to guide me on my spiritual, emotional, and physical journey through life. I feel hypocritical feeling this way because I denied God for so long. Because I am ..... I will have to finish this at another time.....
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