My daily routine

Things I say to meself (and others in some cases) throughout the daze,,,,

“What can you do about it right NOW? Nothing? then don’t sweat it.”

“You’ve been here before and lived; whats different this time?”

Two dirty words that need removed from personal vocab: Can’t and Hope. Change them to “How can I?” (in both instance)

“Don’t look at your bank account, look at your resources,,,, ” ( I has many, but the most important one is between me ears)

(HT to Brudda B for this’un) Don’t sweat the petty shit, and don’t pet the sweaty shit. (we sweaty ones tend to bite!)

I’m a Do-er, sittin’ on my ass waiting for a saviour to come won’t happen. Yes, it does on occasion bite me back. Like with dumping all that money into Bloo for no good end. Thats not recoverable, not in full, and those bills are still there.

BUT,,,

She is running now, she is showing reliablitity, and even though Buffalo is ‘not right’ she is a back up ‘just in case’ until such time as I start tearing her down for HER rebuild. Thats a resource. That I have her replacement engine in place; thats a resource. I could tear apart Bloos old block and scrap the cracked block (keeping the parts that aren’t fubared) Thats a resource (minor, but there)

“I’ve been here before,,,,” essentially unemployed, in debt, and things look dark indeed. But thats Illusion. Get rid of the debt and I could survive on a Tips job. I established that mode 11 years ago when I built this house. I will fight tooth and nail to pay that debt off, I won’t default unless there is no other option (as in, EVERYONE is defaulting because the world just shit its guts out,,,,)

Just gotta keep putting the feet forward, float with the current, and keep my head above water. Same advice for getting out of the rapids when you lose your boat.

Spent a little time tonight playing with the GOAT,,, flipped her blade over and used it like a box blade to smooth out some areas in the yard better. Cozz is loving the fact of ‘fresh dirt’ to roll in and play with the ants I disturbed. That do-er in me needed something or I was gonna start wallowin’ in my personal mud pit.

But, the delivery DID come into J.O.B. today (saw it with my own eyes) so we should have something to work with tomorrow, and I will squeeze it out to maximum. I am sure Son of Bossman expects that though Bossman will blow a fuse about it. The man makes my frugal-ness look like downright philantropy.

Sorry all, Ii really got nothin’ to talk about tonight. Don’t wanna play in the sewer of Poly-Ticks tonight (Icky-gross-blech!) World events are depressing the living shit out of me. In conjunction with current downturns, I see only worse coming our way and seemingly no relief options. I can’t ignore it, but I can stop feeding that particular critter more of my energy.

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