I live on a budget so tight I'm always behind, and at 55, I'm well passed my "green" stage. I make my own castile soap, from almonds, pretty natural, cost--other than labor? $5 or so, and I haven't had to make any in months:
I use it for shampoo, body wash, laundry. I don't shave my legs or anything else, I cut my own hair, and I eat a whole lot of greens. Even my bread isn't bread: It's called Manna bread: rye sprouts and purified water, that's it. And I eat fruit;
Updated Yesterday at 03:08 PM by BranchMonkey
I was in college the third time around; I believe it was my third college "try", one I would finally give up for good.
I had recently noticed a neighbor whose name I would later find out was A.J., struggling to maneuver a ramp, from his front door, using a standard walker with tennis balls added, cut in half and placed over the bottom rubber tips to make him less likely to tip over.
It was about two weeks before 9/11. I was leaving to catch
I enjoy studying certain tests, and also people and how they respond to what they get on the tests, whether it's a number that signifies intelligence, or a description, or imagery... I especially enjoy what comes naturally to me, always has--seeing the flaws in the questions asked, limits of what others call "demographics", who's always missing (older, ill, maimed--I grew up with so many in these "categories", and I am two or three out of three for these).
This past weekend we moved to our new apartment. It's perfect for us.
My mind, however, is split--not only because I don't do moves well, but because a young woman whom [my husband] and I cared for very much, whom we mentored and knew as more than just an acquaintance, was murdered.
When [my husband] told me she was missing, I knew she was dead. I understood that I would either get or not get verification, but she was gone, and I held that in the back of my mind,
I agree about the awkward, tiresome online dating or any other kind of "getting to know strangers" by having a blurb and photo: both chosen/frozen.
In person, we can observe how the other responds to something unexpected such as a meal being delivered late or missing what was ordered, or to a sudden thunderstorm, or any number of real-life, here/now experiences that would draw out a spontaneous reaction or response; it is the same with the other observing us.
Updated Yesterday at 03:16 PM by BranchMonkey