Month: November 2016

Personal awareness has been thrusts upon me, like a pie in my face, knife in my chest, a scream in my ear.  I need to change.  I need to re-invent my whole being.  Major changes in my thought process.  throw negativity out the window, find my brave heart, listen and really hear what is being said, don’t just walk away, but stay and contribute to a solution.

Wow! These words sound great, but we all know we talk a good game, but the proof is in the pudding.  Can I make a difference? I don’t know ..I hope I can.

I have felt empowered during this campaign,realizing, that women are still being considered less than a man.  I don’t understand how so many women feel that they are being treated equal, and voted for only one issue.  I found myself making a list of the issues and rating them according to importance.  Many came in #1, but the top issues were always around freedom of choice and equal opportunity, not only abortion, but salaries, healthcare, all life choices for women.

Imagine being on a world women’s  champion soccer team and being paid less than the men’s soccer team (not champions) .  The Women’s team flies to their games in coach , the Men’s team flies first class.  This is not right.  Women are equal!! in every occupation, and in every airplane flight.

Look at your salary in your occupation.  Are you being paid the same if you were a man?  You usually say, I am happy, they appreciate me, I don’t want to make waves, accept their verbal praises, accept that the pay never changes, you are not to be that woman, act like a bitch. Believe me, I have done it. We as women have always done it.  There are some women that are being paid what they deserve.  How did they do that?  I know how,  hard, hard, work.  They persevere through challenges, proved themselves as worthy.  They are the ground breakers for all the young women with dreams.

I hope I can find my passion and persevere to success.

Oh,  before I forget, Botox can help with that re-inventing yourself !! GO GIRLS!

I am sitting in the truck watching flickering lights moving quickly across the fields.  Flashlights on their heads, flashlights in their hands, walking up and down the rolls of venders in hope to find the most valuable treasure that’s ever been selected. Rushing to pick it up before anyone’s finds it. It’s still dark,  they run to beat each other for the find.  Collectors, flippers, merchants, hoarders, they come in all different shapes,sizes. After the sun comes up, another group will start arriving, tire kickers, bargain hunters, hipsters, others bored, looking for something to do, spend a Sunday amazed about the many pieces of collectibles that people bring.

Its hard work, being a vendor at the flea market. It is not simple or easy,  one of the most tiring activity you will do.  First,  you must select what you want to sell (in other words, what you want to give up and possibly lose forever), that’s when the struggle begins.  The sorting of “stuff” sweaters together, pants, leather from cloth coats, bowls, light fixtures, shoes, boots, purses, it never stops, only when the truck is full.

Watch  the weather,  get the perfect location, set up the tables, presentation is everything.  Now, we just wait.. and not for long. 2, 3, 4 and more shoppers appear at once.  How much for this?  What would you take for this?  I don’t know, what do you think?? Will it fit? Would you take $$ ,  let us think about it..we love it!  That routine would  go on for hours.  Great sales, things sold that was a surprise!  What a day!! Exhausted, but pleased.  Extra cash, big hug and a high five.

Lets go get a Steak!!!!