Our house cleaning gig postponed on us till next week. That $100 is so precious and it really hurts. We are learning to adjust. I wish everything didn’t start in survival mode, but it’s where we are. Sorry loves.
I thought about asking a new friend for some of his special seeds, but jail doesn’t really appeal to me – plus I’ve never been a smoker – but my son-in-law would really like some special brownies for his special days… lol shame on me. I wouldn’t, but I am human and think about it, briefly, a lot. Wonder what they sell for. STOP IT Amber – really. Move off in a different direction. Who wants to buy soap? Cleaners? A nice wrapped crystal? Something legal? Anyone . . . ????
Survival – noun
1. the
act or fact of
surviving, especially under adverse or unusual circumstances.
2. a person or thing that
survives or endures, especially an ancient custom, observance, belief, or
the like.
3. Anthropology . (no longer in technical use) the persistence of a cultural trait, practice, or the like long after it has
lost its original meaning or usefulness.
in
cultural anthropology, a cultural phenomenon that originates under one set of conditions and persists in a period when those conditions no longer obtain. The term was first employed by the British anthropologist Edward Burnett Tylor in his Primitive Culture (1871). Tylor believed that seemingly irrational customs and beliefs, such as peasant superstitions, were vestiges of earlier rational practices.
He distinguished between continuing customs that maintained their function or meaning and those that had lost their utility and were further thought to be poorly integrated with the rest of culture. The latter he termed survivals.
I wonder where we really DO go from here? We are surviving, kind of, but haven’t re-fit IN. So far, there is not enough being generated to make a difference or even pay the house payment. $50 short is not enough to make it – and the dog needs food which I can’t buy. Screaming to the Universe isn’t helping. It isn’t helping. I hear echos . . .
About Morning Knits
I believe in and practice positive living. I love YARN, cooking, music, bird watching, herbs, and gardening. I am passionate about YHWH the Elohim of all the earth. I believe it's our responsibility to tend that earth. I basically do my thing in a quiet, amused way. I believe in laughter, and the power of combined prayer. I am a true homebody.
I have 6 kids, all home-born and successfully breastfed. They are all grown. I'm the oldest of 9, daughter of a missionary mother who lives in Kenya, and I have a spoiled service dog and 2 rescued cats.
Right now, there is balance after yrs of unemployment. My disability was approved due to degenerative discs, fibromyalgia, and obesity. That last is hard to say. I believe we owe it to ourselves to protect our mental health. It's precious and the one thing we can control. I would rather not do my own housework and I talk too much. I bought a house in North Carolina which I ended up leaving for my husband to sell. I'm a two-time caregiver. My husband and I are separated due to stroke complications and personality difficulties.
I am in Texas now. The one place on earth I said I'd never go unless Yah moved me there and HERE I AM! G and I are sharing a small apartment and so far, things are going well.
Green Jean Granny 
That sucks…(((HUGGS)))
Amber, is your Etsy shop open?
nothing there at the moment…it exists tho.
well boo! when you are up and growing, you’ll have to have cancellation fees! i know that doesn’t help for now. and i totally understand your thoughts bouncing back and forth to those seeds. it’s where the money is and always will be. hmmmm but probably not worth the risks involved! and get the etsy shop up! 🙂