I have taken walks 4 out of last 5 days. I’m averaging a mile a day. Yay. I’m also doing that Thrive Pill (only one because I get jittery if I take 2) and the patch and the goop. I didn’t do my goop today though. When I walk, though, my lower back seizes. It’s that muscle right on the pelvic girdle. It makes it very hard to move my legs forward at the hip. I have to sit down on a bench. No amount of stretching seems to help before, during or after. I am just in pain. It’s not like an 8-10, more like a 4-6, but still requires me to sit. So it takes me about 50 min to walk 1 mile. 50 minutes. This is depressing. But I continue. I drink my water, do my walk, show up at the gym to do my machine work. It’s about the end of week 1 of this regimen. Should I expect some results? Probably not. I have a month to get my ducks in a row, then teaching starts again. I have lots of catch up stuff to do…cleaning, dishes, garden…
My world view has skewed. I was watching (with tears in my eyes) the story of 3 little kids in this impoverished country. The little boy was about 10 or 12 and had 2 little sisters. Every day, they had to walk 2 miles to get water. The path has snakes that can kill you if they bite you, so the little boy goes in front to make sure the path is safe for his sisters. All the kids are sick, the water is not really safe to drink. None of the kids has had anything to eat all day. “Send money! for $19.00/month, you can send $190 worth of food and medicine to save these children!” If you don’t get out your checkbook right away, they will guilt you some more. Food for the Poor will give 95% of the donations to the poor and save so many lives!
I didn’t get out my checkbook. I didn’t do a money order. I didn’t go on line to the site and pledge my undying support. I didn’t adopt these poor kids. I am a HORRIBLE person.
What I was thinking was this: If you give them food and medicine, are they any less poor? They are alive but dependent. What happens when the shipment of food or medicine is derailed or delayed? What happens if this charity goes under? What happens if the economy bottoms out and donors are harder to find? They’re still poor. They are still desperate. We just don’t feel guilty for having water and food and jobs and clothing and shelter any more.
What would happen if we sent a pair of goats or sheep or whatever indigenous food-type animal there–something that wouldn’t cost much to raise and would still be able to feed these people? What would happen if they were taught to make flamboyant t-shirts to sell to rich Americans? They could make as many or as few as they wanted. What if we investigated their folklore on medicinal plants and learned how they survived up to that point? Their ancestors had a reason for settling in that place. Has it changed so much that it no longer supports that community? Do they need to relocate (preferably closer to the water)? Do they just go get water and sit and wait in their inadequate housing to die? I can’t believe they would. Could they make products out of the surrounding materials that they could sell? Could they start farming crops that grow in that environment? Don’t they have a shaman or wise person in the village that can teach the children? Since they obviously do not have contact with modern societies, why would they need a stereotypical school?
Why is it our duty to “save” these people? What if our idea of salvation is their idea of obliteration of their culture and their way of life?
Could we survive without TV’s, computers, internet, cars, fast food? If we were suddenly plunged into a life like that, would these people who live without these critical objects show us how to live on nothing? If I was living like them, I would point and laugh and whisper, “City Folk..,” but then I’d help them anyway. How can we help these unfortunates if we don’t change their living conditions? How do we make them Not Poor?
Instead of just sending donations, can we send people to improve their living conditions? Doctors without Borders brings health care to people in need, but then they leave. Do they train people to take their places? Do they teach people how to MAKE the medicines and how to treat infections?
Once again, these desperately poor people didn’t just appear. Their ancestors survived there. Why can’t they? What would it take to make them self sufficient? You can’t just throw money at them and change their fates!
So I am a HORRIBLE person. I want to fix the cause, not just treat the symptom.
This doesn’t work! The laws of nature, physics and biology do not apparently work for me!
“Oh really? What’s wrong?”
I’ve been doing this thing…1200 cal/day plus exercise for a long time and I am still a big fat blob! (Obie is snickering…you can’t hear him…it’s my sentient fat)
“Oh dear! So you always do 1200 calories a day?”
Not always…But I average about 1300 over the weeks.
“And you’re going to the gym or walking how often?”
Well I started out at 5x a week.
Well… On the weekends…twice a month…when I remember, or it’s not to hot or cold or raining.
2 years later:
This doesn’t work!
Dr. Oz said I’d get back to my fighting weight (Obie is snorting,) in 6 weeks if everything I eat is green. I’ve not only not lost any, but gained 2!
“So you never eat yellow?”
“KFC is yellow…”
Yeah, but it’s chicken and chicken is healthy.
“But it’s not green…How long have you been eating mostly green?”
“Still 1200 calories/day? Still doing some exercise?”
Um…my last entry into my food log is 2 months ago. (Obie has lost all control and is laughing out loud now.)
1 year later:
This doesn’t work! I’ve cleaned out all my toxins and reset my probiotics and taking 6 pills at every meal and I’ve only lost 2 pounds!
“Oh dear! So you take 3 different types of herbal supplements, 2 pills each, 3 times a day?”
Well 2 times…when I eat.
When I remember, and when I remember to eat. (Obie giggles.)
“And the probiotics?”
Still full bottle in refridge.
“Still 1200 calories/day and exercising 2x/week on the weekends?”
I haven’t kept good track, but it’s gotta be close.
1 month later:
This isn’t working! I take the pill in the morning (just one so I don’t get jittery), drink the goop, and put on the patch. I’m supposed to feel energized and refreshed and my pounds are supposed to be screaming and leaping off of me! They’re not!
“How early do you take the pill?”
When I get up.
“Before your feet hit the floor?”
No, I don’t want to wet the bed. (Obie thumbs his nose at my attempt at sarcasm.)
I put the patch on.
I go through my day.
“When do you drink your goop?”
After I exercise. (Obie raises an eyebrow waiting for the bomb to drop…)
“Do you exercise every day?”
Um…(Obie imitates mike drop)
“The trainers in this program say this: keep the pill by your bed and use it before you get up. Then 30-40 min later have the goop. Then put on the patch. Then go about your day.”
I can’t have anything to eat after that goop. It’s just so gross. (Obie is laughing to the point of tears.)
“You thought you could continue to eat like you have been and supposedly exercise in addition to having this goop and all the patches and pills?”
Well, yes… (Obie is tweeting?)
“And you haven’t been drinking the goop every day.”
I ran out of milk. And I drink it after…I…exer…oh yeah. EVERY DAY?
“It’s a regimen. It means that its regimented, scheduled, practiced daily.”
“Betty was right. You’re too inconsistent with your approach to this challenge. And that lady on Solomon’s Advisor was right too… You’re trying to change something in your life without changing your life. Your lifestyle is something you love…teaching, watching Bones or Netflix or going to movies, dabbling in other business is somehow tainted by that big blob sitting in the chair that wears your clothes. (Obie is pleased and bows at the acknowledgement.) Ok, so You want to continue this lifestyle and just put on a skinny suit. How you feel isn’t powerful enough to make you want to change who you are. How you look is not enough to inspire you to change your activities. Your “Why” is not compulsive enough for you to succeed because you lose focus, you lose interest, and you become inconsistent and the program, what ever it is, doesn’t work without consistency.
What you should measure in your Measurable Progress is not your waistline, it’s your change in character. Because your Why is a complaint against the universe for conspiring against you…(Obie adjusts his crown and points with his scepter to continue this awesome praise,) and it is not a motivator that allows you to continue and press on despite distractions and setbacks. (Obie drops scepter.)
It’s like living the retired life: travel, leisure, freedom from worry or care without the odious tasks of having actually worked. Ooops. (Obie picks up scepter.) So go to work. Find the Why that keeps you on the path. Get out of your freakin’ chair and be consistent in your program, whatever shape it takes. (Obie removes crown, puts down scepter, and readies himself for a fight.) It won’t be easy. (Obie nods in agreement with an evil smile. You get the distinct impression he’s thinking, “Not if I can help it.”) But first, figure out WHY it’s important to succeed, not WHY it doesn’t work and you’re such a loser. The Good why will get you there. The bad why will paralyze you. Measure your WHY! Let that keep you consistent.
Cravings of accomplishment
On the drawing board
In the bags of yarn
In the calendar
Inconsistency brings frustration
Everything is left undone
Best Intentions but
Just 1 thing
Start the ball rolling
Keep the ball rolling
I heard this amazing lady on the radio. The interviewer was impressed by her resilience. She had survived the flood from Katrina, but lost all her books and notes and everything creative. She’d lost her dog, her husband, her friend, her mom…And instead of rolling up into a ball in the corner, she became more active and more creative.
What the interview focused on was loss and how people deal with it. If you lose a pet, buy another one. If you lose someone you love, meet someone new. If you lose a child, have another one, or adopt or foster… It was filling in a gaping hole with a replacement. That might work, for a while, but the image this author gave was very deep.
Imagine you live in a house near the railroad tracks. You have a display of china or crystal and every time the train rumbles by, it shakes the shelf and some of the objects break. You replace them as they break, but you’re not stupid. You replace them with cheaper objects. In the end, you have a shelf full of cheap objects that you have no emotional ties to. Being a geek, the 1st thing I thought of was a way to display these items so that they wouldn’t fall down and break. Then I thought of replacing the breakables with stuffed animals or books or something. I lived next to the tracks and the trains came 5-6 times a day, and not only would they rumble by, they’d stop and you’d hear each car collide and then jerk into motion when the train started up again. It was nearly continuous noise. After a few weeks though, I didn’t notice the noise. When we moved near the AFB, people could tell we were new because we looked up when the planes took off and landed. Natives don’t notice.
When someone dies or leaves and you go through all the processes like the psychologists say you should, in the end, you do not replace the person you lost, you replace your means of connection. Let me explain. When they are with you, you interact by calling, texting, writing, talking, whatever. It’s the personal, physical relationship you enjoy. You miss them physically at first because it was the way you connected. After they’ve been gone a while, your relationship changes. You remember what they said, how they looked, the tic when they lied, the horrible jokes, the hugs, the tears, the laughter. Before you could only interact by setting a physical parameter. You got a busy signal; they didn’t get to the concert; someone got sick. You could not connect every time you wanted to. Now you can. You can bring up their faces in a blink. You can anticipate the conversation on any subject. You can recall that story they told, look at the old pictures and remember the venue where they were taken. You are not constrained by time or presence. You can be closer to the person who’s gone (whether by death or distance) at the time and place of your choosing, than when they were physically available. It takes practice to reach that point. My dad and mom and brother and his wife have died. But now they are incorporated into my thinking and feeling processes so they are closer to me now than they were. I do not need to replace them with someone new. The relationship has evolved to something better.
So I started out 2018 really well…I broke a toe! Not the grubby little toe, and not the Big really important toe, the 4th toe on my right foot. Now remembering that my left side gives me troubles…Broken hip twice after replacement, kidney stone in left kidney and now some sort of muscle problem in my left thigh, I limp on my left leg pretty much as a normal thing now. How do you limp on both legs?!
You cannot splint a toe. You just tape a good toe to the bad one. They must be adjacent. It is a lovely shade of purple now, but I can still get my foot into my shoe! Yay! So I ask my friend how she heals so fast because she’s had some broken bones and bam! You can’t tell she’d ever been injured. She says use the D3 plus Calcium and not only heals the bones but strengthens them. Well of Course! That makes perfect sense! So what do doctors recommend? OMG. You can’t pronounce these meds! What do they contain? Welllllll, you can’t pronounce those either. Why would they prescribe chemicals that are so foreign and contrived when Vitamin D and Calcium work better with fewer side effects? The fact is, the doctor wouldn’t. He’d tape the toes together and say stay off of them as much as possible. Ice and ibuprophen. He wouldn’t even prescribe a bone healing agent unless you asked about it.
So what do we see here? We’re treating the symptom and not the cause. Do we see this approach in other areas? OF COURSE!
Scenario 1: I don’t have enough money. I must double my hours to have enough money. I cannot double my hours in my current position, so I must find additional work. If I work for myself, I will make more money, but it will take too much time from my other job. I will work a part time job that doesn’t pay as well so it doesn’t interfere with my other job. It will cost me more in time, and sleep, and child care, and gas and wear and tear on my car and add stress to my marriage and my relationships with my children and my friends. But, I don’t have enough money.
- Enough money for what? Are you trying to pay off debt? Are you wanting a more lavish lifestyle? Are you worried about paying your utility bill? Do you find yourself without heat/light/phone every month? Prioritize your needs for the money. If utilities and mortgage/rent are the 1st things you pay for out of your paycheck, and you don’t have the money left to service your debt, you may have to eliminate some things and plug the leaks in your budget. And even if you have plugged all the leaks, you may have to come up with a unique way to bring in more money.
- Can you get a raise? You want more money for the time you expend and the value you bring to this company. Are you worth more now than you were last year? Have you improved your skill set? Have you taken on more responsibility?
- Can you work for yourself in a way that your schedule is flexible enough to give you the money you need to replace your current income with fewer hours? How important is this job you currently hold? Is it your passion or is it just a paycheck? Is it a means to your passion ie. you make $1000 more than you need for your household and spend it on building ultralights, or skateboards, or helping in the shelters or donating to Doctors without Borders.
For many people, the cost of the childcare and the transportation is 2/3 of the check they’d get from the 2nd job. If you figure 80 hrs/month at min wage, ($7.25) you’d be working 80 hours for less than $150 a month? That’s $1.81/hr. Who can afford to work for $1.81/hour?!!! So as in every enterprise, you have to look at the cause, not just the symptom. Is there something that takes only an hour or two per week where you can make $150? Let your mind go crazy and then pare it down to something reasonable. For me, that would be 2 students/month. I would be 1-2 investment clients/month. It would be 4 books sold. (Nice thing about books, you only have to write them once!) Find the source of the problem and work from there.
Scenario 2: I am fat. I don’t like being fat. It causes really stupid problems like not being able to tie my shoes or put on my socks. I can’t get up out of the couch. I will eat fewer calories and stay up later so I burn more, and exercise until I drop. ?? I am not losing weight. I am eating fewer calories, I changed from my late nights to getting a full 7-8 hours sleep, and I’m still exercising. I am not losing weight. I’m eating the RIGHT calories, getting enough sleep and exercising. I am not losing weight. It’s hopeless.
- How are you counting calories? Do you weigh your food? Do you cook it so you know how it’s made and what goes into it? What is the breakdown of your calories–carbs, proteins, fats?
- How consistent are you on your work outs? Are they all cardio or do they include strength and flexibility exercises? Do you work with a trainer? How do you measure your progress of your work outs?
- How much sleep do you want? Do you wake up tired? What is your typical bed time? Do you dream? Do you dream in color?
- Have you spoken to a doctor? Had testing done? Nutritionist? Recommendations for change in diet? Watched hour long infomercial about how people are losing 60 pounds in 30 seconds followed by an add for chainsaws and extreme liposuction with a shop-vac…
See? The symptom is being overweight. If you cannot determine the cause, you cannot fix the problem.
Unfortunately, when it comes to mental problems, cause doesn’t always lead to the same effect. I’ve become increasingly skeptical that knowing the cause of a behavior can help change the behavior. It may eliminate a trigger, but only if the trigger isn’t very old. If the trigger goes back to your childhood, I look askance at it. Unless you can remove a traumatic experience from your past, you have to go from your present condition. About all you can do for those experiences is to think, “oh…wasn’t that interesting,” and move on from there. I know that’s harsh. “When I was in Jr. High, I was thrown into the shower and restrained, wet and naked, and they took all my clothes and put them in the hallway.” That’s traumatic. Can you change what happened? Nope. Can you get even? Probably not, and it wouldn’t make you feel better. How did you cope at the time? Do you believe that nothing could be as bad as that experience? Probably. Have you anything to fear then? Hmmmm. The symptom was being the person on the bad side of a bully and (of course) the minions that follow bullies around. What was the cause? Does it matter? Nooooo! Now that’s where the interesting stuff comes out.
So when you find yourself worrying about stuff in your life, sit down, take stock, and ask the questions until you get to the root of the situation. Then solve the problem, don’t just treat the symptom.
- Open with a bang… or silence… or a combination. Ah…
*Walks on stage with purse. Quietly pulls a package of black cats out of the purse and places it on the floor in the front, and lights the lighter.* “There’s gotta be a better way to time these things!” *Looks up.* “Oh, hello! Ya know? I don’t think I’ll light this just yet. It’s just a trial run. Mr. Contest master, Fellow Toastmasters, esteemed judges and the judges I paid off earlier, and guests. This is my international speech. Now I realize it’s a very very prestigious thing to win, so I worked hard on this speech and did my due diligence. I watched EVERY SINGLE winning and losing speech that has been recorded since the beginning of time. I took notes. I watched winners on YouTube telling me how they won. I watched experts who have coached contestants who won. And I have watched, well, listened to, these people purporting to be judges with their voices altered and in the dark on how to win. I even joined a group that was going to coach me through the process! I NOW have a SYSTEM! I HAVE THE FORMULA!”
2. Refer to your mother and relive your childhood. Check!
“I remember my childhood. I was shorter. I remember my Mama’s ankles, and her feet on the pedals of the piano in our living room. I remember my Mama’s sweet voice saying, ‘Didn’t you practice at all this week? You sound like someone sat on a piano! Play it again from the beginning and use your fingers and not your butt!’ She must have been kidding because the students never got off the bench when they were playing. She used to say to me, ‘Don’t ever grab my feet when I’m playing Chopin! It’s a crime against humanity!'”
3. Make sure you use emotion. Check!
“I had a funny childhood.” *Laughs uncontrollably. Then just as suddenly breaks into sobs.* “Not everyone agreed with me about what was funny. Sometimes they violently disagreed. I still have that effect when it comes to humor, but now people just shake their heads and groan instead of throwing heavy objects.”
4. Have a point. Check!
*Pulls out a knitting needle. Looks at it, then puts it back into bag.*
5. Have a tag line. Check!
“Dry Clean ONLY! I will now translate this statement into 160 Earth languages, Klingon and Wookie.” *Checks watch. Looks above stage for translations.* “OK, never mind.”
6. Tell another story. Check!
“Wait, original story? OK, original it is. Once upon a time in a Galaxy Far Far Away… Uh Oh! That guy in the third row is looking that one up. Eek! It was the best of times, it was the… I hate GOOGLE! Hold on a second. Here’s one: In college, I had a professor that liked to intimidate people, especially me. He used to make fun of me mercilessly. He was in the midst of another diatribe and I said, ‘If you say one more word about me, I’ll come down and bite you in the leg!’ and he did. And I did. We became fast friends, until he started foaming at the mouth. I heard he spent a week in the hospital.”
7. Have a point. Huh? a different size or color or the same point?
*Gets a larger knitting needle out of bag. Looks at it. Points to it. Puts it back into bag*
8. Tell sad story with a moral. Try to use short sentences and make the ending uplifting. Got it!
“I got hit by a revolving door and when I fell down, I heard my hip break. It hurt terribly. I almost cried. The moral of the story is: Don’t walk into glass walls when in a revolving door! The door doesn’t stop. When the EMT’s came they lifted me into the Ambulance.”
9. Use the tag line and tell another story. You betcha!
*Sings “You’re the flower of my heart Sweet Adeline!” * I was a baritone. I will now regale you with a favorite story of mine from Rome. It was the second story of a hotel there. It was just beautiful with red carpet and fancy door handles and room numbers.”
10. Make sure you use a lot of the stage. It is also recommended that you lie down on the floor for maximum impact. ??
“Nah, Not going to happen. I can’t run like I used to and if I impact the stage, I may re-break my hip. Even if I don’t break it, it would take a pulley system to get me off the floor. I don’t see a set up like that here, so I think I’ll just skip this step.”
11. Have a great conclusion. Yup!
“Ladies and Gentlemen! This concludes my International Speech! Thank you! Drive home safely. Don’t forget to tip your waiter. Where do I get my prize money?” *Starts to walk off stage. Changes directions to walk the other way. Remembers black cats and grabs them gets out lighter.* “Wait! I know where my biggest competitor’s room is…” *Laughs evilly and walks off stage.*
What if things go wrong. You can count on things going wrong actually. They’re very consistent. You have a plan, you execute the plan, the plan goes off the rails, you throw the plan out. Those are Captain Cold’s rules. He then gets trapped in a room with a giant shark/man mutant from another dimension (Demention? from crazy town?) He does get rescued in time though.
I am on this weird journey to make Measurable progress in getting fit. My 1st entry in this blog was March 6, 2014. OMG. I was 208 pounds then. I’m 218 now. Since that 1st entry, I have looked for the right combination of exercise and diet that would get me down to about 140 pounds which I haven’t weighed since my youngest was born…143 pounds plus or minus. I remember that weight because I was 143 pounds going into the hospital as a pregnant lady, and came out weighing 143 pounds AFTER the child was born. How is that possible? He was 7# 4 oz. I should have weighed at least 7 pounds less coming out! That was the beginning of this strange journey into obesity. Hahaha! I can blame my boy! Nope, that won’t work.
I cut myself down to 1200 calories a day. I have been at 1200 calories a day for 3 years. I have tried cutting out chocolate, then bread, then carbs in general, then colas, and at one time I existed on soup for a week. Of course that was because I had a terrible respiratory virus that precluded me from eating solid food. I couldn’t keep anything down but soup. I do not recommend it. I have exercised cardio and strength training 5 days a week with a trainer 3 days of those days, and I have exercised on my own taking occasional walks and going to the gym to work on the tread mill once a week. I have been told I’m eating too little. I have been told that to really lose the weight, I have to go on an 800 calorie diet and take supplements. I have been told that all I need to do was portion control. I have been told that all I need to do is start a running regimen.
In the course of this journey, I have had a 1/2″ kidney stone, I have broken my hip, and I have suffered all sorts of indignities that go with being too big. I especially hate shopping for clothes. “Here, try this tent on, the circus won’t be back until spring.” I cannot physically get into a swimsuit because I cannot bend over to get both my feet in. It doesn’t work like underwear. I used to love swimming. I used to love dancing. I’m winded going up to the sidewalk of the gym. I watch all the weight loss commercials and think to myself, well they wouldn’t work for me. I think the laws of physics and biology bend around me. I think I have ranted on this before…if you eat less and exercise more, you use more calories than you take in and you lose weight. Unless you’re not eating enough, then they pile on. If you are awake really late at night because you have something on your mind, and you’re moving, you’re using more calories, right? But if you don’t get enough sleep, you gain weight. So the laws of physics apply to every situation except when they don’t.
I HAVE NO VICES! I do not overeat. I do not smoke. I do not drink. I do not commit adultery. I do not gamble. I might be addicted to Longmire, but I don’t think that’s a vice since it has a definite ending point. And yet… I cannot find the energy to clean, or cook, or garden, or walk or dance or swim because I am so big and it takes so much effort. I get depressed because I know I DO have 6-pack abs, but they’re so insulated that no one can see them. I used to dance 5 hours a day. I used to hike 10 miles. I used to go on bike rides all over. I used to march and play a horn for an hour a day. I used to chase 5 kids around. I used to be a pit pop who moved the percussion instruments on and off the field and in and out of the trucks. I used to set field props for band contests. I couldn’t do any of that now, even at gunpoint.
And now, I have another physical issue. I don’t want to be in a state of always having to do something to fix something. I don’t want to take medicine for the rest of my life. I want it fixed. When the light bulb goes out, you replace it. You don’t have to monitor it every stinking day to see if there is something that MIGHT go wrong with it. When you replace a broken window, you do it and it’s fixed. There is no daily activity you have to do to make sure the fixed window hasn’t degraded into a broken window. When you break a bone and they reset it, it heals and then EVERY FREAKING DAY you have to exercise the muscles around it so you can continue to use it for the rest of your life. Because once it’s broken, it’s ruined. Nothing will ever be right about it from that point on. If you have a kidney stone, EVEN AFTER YOU’VE PASSED IT, you’re likely to have more. The kidney is ruined and nothing will ever be right about it from that point on. If you’ve gained weight, by whatever means it has happened, your metabolism is ruined and it will never be right again. Every day, you start from 0. It’s like Forrest Gump if he were in the Outer Limits. He starts his cross country run, runs for 25-30 miles. He goes to sleep and wakes up the next morning in his bedroom.
As a good friend of mine says, “Oh Well.”
I follow several blogs. A great many of them are success-oriented. The interesting things they all have in common is that everyone is programmed from birth to be what they are now. We all believe what we’re told between the ages of 0 and 6. Our personality is set by age 6, and everything we do and think is what we’ve been told to do and think. We put ourselves in bad places mentally and physically by our attitudes on life:
- “Eat Drink and be Merry because tomorrow we Diet. Wait… Die?”
- “Life’s a Bitch and then you DIE.”
- “When you Die you can’t take it with you.”
- “You’ll never see a hearse pulling a U-Haul.”
The gist of this is that nothing we do on Earth matters, so you might as well enjoy your stinking life in your paycheck to paycheck job with your boring spouse and your over-scheduled kids. Who wouldn’t want to take an automatic and shoot everyone in sight?! There is no hope in this view of life. But some people actually enjoy life. That’s just wrong on so many levels. They should feel guilty for how much time, freedom and money they have. They should spend it on us because we have no time, no freedom and no money. Why can’t we become people with time, freedom and money? Because money is evil, or the root of all evil or the love of money is evil or something from that book that has the gold lettering and 2″ of dust on it.
- “Money can’t buy you happiness.”
- “Life would be better without money.”
- “The rich get richer and the poor get poorer.”
- “The poor will be with us always…until they all die of course.”
It’s true–money can’t buy your happiness. Neither can NO money. Money represents trade. I trade what I have in goods and services for what I want from someone else’s goods and services. I cannot trade music lessons for carrots, but I used to trade it for 1 gallon of fresh milk (directly from the cow to me! I had to pasteurize it myself) and 2 dozen brown eggs. I trade what I have in talent and time for a substitute type of currency (little pieces of paper with pictures of famous people on them) that I can use to trade for carrots. I don’t have to find someone with carrots that has an interest in guitar lessons. Much handier. I can trade information on finances with someone that wants to trade information on history. Although it would be mentally attractive, I cannot make stew with historical information.
Turns out, I was programmed differently. I have suffered from that all my life. One of the most asked questions in my family as I was growing up was, “What do you think?” Silly me. I thought everyone had this kind of discussions at home. I was an outcast because I actually thought that what I thought was interesting, in-depth, and had some sort of worth to the people who surrounded me. I was wrong. I found out I had been programmed wrong…bad code. People were people and just wore different skins and hair. Some were good at thinking, some were good at working with their hands. People were fascinating creatures. We don’t all think alike or believe alike or act alike, and that makes humans interesting. Somewhere, sometime, some people became aware that since not everyone thought alike, some must be right and the rest wrong. Oops. And since I didn’t think like that, I was wrong and was ridiculed for it.
Let’s just settle this here and now. I’m right. Now let’s go on from here. There is more than one way to accomplish things. It is ok to make money. It is ok to enjoy yourself. It is ok to want freedom and time to do things. Work is fun when you contribute to your society. There is no one way to do that. It’s like Paul described the church in the bible (1 Corinthians 12:12). The reason the rich get richer is because the rich think differently than the poor. The rich trade thoughts and innovation for money, the poor trade time and effort. The rich look for assets–things that provide multiple income streams. The poor look for a 52″ flat screen and diversion and put their money into liabilities. So you could have a large bank account and still be poor because you look at the money as an asset instead of a tool to accumulate assets. You could have a 0 bank account and be rich because you can trade your time and effort for an asset that brings in money regardless of your attention to it.
Jim Rohn says that every child should have 2 bicycles–one to ride and one to rent. The child doesn’t have to ride both bicycles, and doesn’t even have to ride one. He might rent both of them! Then he could use the money to buy a 3rd bicycle. See? He now has a revenue stream. The maintenance and repairs on the bikes might bite into the revenue stream, but it wouldn’t stop it. Sooooo, the kid with 0 money goes and does odd jobs for the neighbors to earn money to buy the 1st bicycle. He rents out the bicycle because he can’t ride it while he’s doing the odd jobs. He has an active income stream from his own efforts, and a passive income stream from his little brother who rents the bike from him. The kid now uses the profit to buy a second bike, and now can ride further around the neighborhood to do odd jobs and increases his territory. He enlists the help of one of the neighborhood kids to do some of the work, and though they split the profits, the kid still has to rent the bike to get to the jobs. If kid II doesn’t figure out what kid I is doing, he continues with this arrangement as long as Kid I continues to get jobs and rent him the bike. Kid I becomes fairly well off. Kid II has money for movies and snacks. Which one becomes rich? Kid I’s little brother is without a bike since Kid I rents it out to the neighborhood boy to help with his business. Kid I’s little brother gets his own bike the same way by selling lemonade on the corner. Then he adds cookies to the stand. Then he boxes up some of the cookies and sells those. Then he hires a neighborhood girl to run the stand and opens a 2nd stand in the neighborhood down the street. The children in that household have figured out what assets are.
Was I programmed like this? Why, yes, yes I was. I cannot bring myself to work for others. I do not have a 6 figure income. I have been to Europe 3 times since I was married. I have been in every state except Hawaii and Louisiana. I paid cash for the $1450 repair on the car for a compressor. I have investments that grant me multiple streams of income. I am not rich because I have a big bank account, I am rich because I have multiple assets. I have time, freedom and enough money to do what I want.
Once you are aware that where you are you programmed yourself to be, and where you want to go is also programmable, write the program!!!
I wrote that last one Sept 1, and then something happened and it didn’t publish.
Ok, well, published now.
End of 1st week: It’s hard not to drink coffee/tea/pop and stick to water. I went a week on this water experiment and then had some Mountain dew with my salad. I couldn’t finish it. It was way too sweet! I had coffee with my breakfast, and could only drink a 1/2 a cup. My body’s reacting to this in ways I didn’t predict. Should be interesting.
Lips still feel sticky, but less so.