Tags: anxiety, cheap, emotions, flea market, minimal, minimalist, money, sadness, sale, stingy, stuff, yard sale, yard sale queen
On Saturday I emerged out of less than 5 hours of sleep to set up my junk and try to push it onto other people in the hopes I would make a little bit of money.
Yes, I was a yard sale queen. But it was more like flea market queen and I didn’t like my first-time experience.
My mother, my sister, Batman and I finally got to the location late, because of course we “slept in.” By the time we got there, there were people ALREADY rummaging through stuff — piles and piles of stuff.
I learned a few things today, after I encountered many people: THEY ARE CHEAP! THEY ARE STINGY!
Tags: depression, life, sadness, unexpected
Sometimes I think life is crazy, but I then realize I am making life crazy. This is easy to justify, because for some strange reason and as much as I hate a crazy life, a calm life isn’t always in my schedule.
But there are times when life actually chucks lemons at you, bruising you, instead of tossing them toward you.
Bills pile up, money doesn’t come in. Expectations are required, skills aren’t ready. The Grim Reaper peeks around the corner and you have to stare death in the face.
It shatters your world, shakes your soul. And even if it’s minor, even if things will be OK in a few days, it still … indescribable.
In these times, all I want is my pajamas, the TV and food. This time food isn’t necessarily required (Life has to be extreme for me to actually turn away from food in a crisis.) I prefer to sit here, moping — trying to not think. Holding back tears until I can’t anymore.
Usually this is NOT the time for me to think of the brighter sides of life. I usually HATE when people try to pull the optimism out of me. JUST LEAVE ME TO BE MY SELF-LOATHING SELF!
But it is a time to be grateful. It is a time to thank God for what I have: that I worked late Friday so I wasn’t in the path of a serious (possibly fatal) crash near my apartment; that my Dad is a fighter; that I have a job, a boyfriend, a place to live, food to eat. And a family that loves me, REALLY loves me.
For now, I am just going to pick up the lemons and save them for a warmer day.