Whatever You Are, Be A Good One

Bloom Into You!

One Of My Absolute Favorite Places

I really liked this picture. One of my favorite place in the world is in a cozy chair with a good book!

Down In The Ditch Again With a New Job

I recently just started a new job doing tech support for Verizon. There are 6 weeks of training! I am almost at the end of week two, and I am bored out of my mind. There is just so much information to take in, and honestly you really learn what you need to do on the job. I am really glad to be working again though. I like to listen to this song whenever I am feeling like work is overtaking me. Enjoy!

Joe Diffie~Down In A Ditch

Don't Put Off Your Happy Life

The Trouble Tree

The carpenter I hired to help me restore an old farmhouse had just finished a rough first day on the job. A flat tire made him lose an hour of work, his electric saw quit, and then his old pickup truck refused to start.

While I drove him home, he sat in stony silence. On arriving, he invited me in to meet his family. As we walked toward the front door, he paused briefly at a small tree, touching the tips of the branches with both hands. When opening the door he underwent an amazing transformation. His tanned face was wreathed in smiles and he hugged his two small children and gave his wife a kiss.

Afterward, he walked me to the car. We passed the tree and my curiosity got the better of me. I asked him about what I had seen him do earlier.

"Oh, that's my trouble tree," he replied. "I know I can't help having troubles on the job, but one thing is for sure, troubles don't belong in the house with my wife and children. So I just hang them up on the tree every night when I come home. Then in the morning I pick them up again."

"The funny thing is," he smiled, "when I come out in the morning to pick them up, there aren't nearly as many as I remember hanging up the night before."

Everybody needs a trouble tree..

The Maze Of Life

There are so many days when I feel like this, and I wish I could go back to the care free days of childhood. Sigh . . .