Purpose

So I watched Independent Lens on PBS last night. What an incredibly compelling documentary featuring this young adult who decided that he wanted to live a more meaningful live, one he couldn't seem to find at home in the US, so he decided to move to India to care for HIV infected kids; to give of himself, to love, to care for others. Boy, if more of us had it in us; imagine the world then. Ironic that I stumbled upon this show, because I've been reflecting alot lately and asking myself what can I do to make my life more meaningful now that I'm at a crossroads, and I've come to the realization that there is more to life than sitting behind some desk doing redundant work day in and day out. I can chose to embark on my own journey(still working on the details) to enrich myself and then tackle something outside myself, to take a chance at something new, to give of myself.

Books/Nooks

So I'm reading again, one of the goals I set for myself this new year. I'm reading two books, Americanah and The Death of Santini. I'm a sucker for non-fiction, biography's, actual events...and I love the physical book, they look great on bookshelves and besides I'm old fashioned. I do have the nook which I use to sample the books I will actually eventually buy a hardcopy of. I'm enjoying both books so far and am reading at a pretty steady pace. Afterall, I'm an empty nester now and have lots of ME time.

Mindlessness

I'm still on the Temp train, the perfect discription for the work I do is, mindless...sigh!

Doesn't pay to care sometimes

I had a heated argument with a friend after calling her out yet again about her constant complaints about her weight. You know, "I'm fat, my fat stomach…" my fat this, my fat that, and she's always cleansing. I told her I 'm tired of hearing it and why don't she stop eating altogether, to stop belittling herself because from where I'm standing that's what is sounds like. I help her out at the salon on Saturdays and so there was an audience and of course everyone had an opinion…in my favor thankfully, but she just couldn't hear what I was saying. She gets confrontational and thinks I can't relate because I've never had weight and I shouldn't tell her what not to do, blah, blah, blah. I finally told her that if she doesn't like the way she looks, then do something about it. Then I went deaf.

Good Ole Facebook

Is it just me or has Facebook gotten boring as ish? And, I love FB, I have reconnected with long lost friends and made new onces as well. But OMG, there's no real dialog, and the things some people post, I wonder if there was some lapse in their physical and mental growth which would explain some of the things and pictures they post. Then there are the onces who hover behind the scenes and secretly watch. I've decided in this New Year to spend less of my precious time talking to people who have nothing to say. I must say though, they LIKE me a whole lot.

Brrr

Wow, my friend tells me it's 10 degrees in NY and will be down to zero by nightfall. I can't even imagine what that feels like. Air conditioning makes me cold.

A notorious New Year to all...

A chance to begin again, make plans and set goals. To Live and just not exist!