Taurus: Motto—I have.
Your wealth is always abundant now, in all that you currently have—not in that which you seek to obtain.
The latter…the thoughts of a wife attempting to find places for all of her artsy high-end fashion purses, pocketbooks, totes, handbags and all of the other lavishly bougie thrift store finds from all of those lovely days when King was like…”Wanna go thrifting today?” *hands over cash* “Knock yourself out Queen.”
that girl in Nana’s hand-me-down sweater and Mom’s vintage bell bottoms, going ham at the Goodwill 50% off sale…
…but I don’t like to spend that good sh¡t money. Truth be told, and I know I’m not alone here, but I don’t like price tags—and I surely despise sweatshop treasures with big ticket prices. So yes, I have a tendency to buy a lot of fancies [or my own little perfect version of fancy], but I do not spend a lot of money. Yeah, yeah, of course, I spend more than I sometimes should, but that’s the beauty of living and learning—with time you only begin to figure yourself out. Yet, with diligence and a wee bit of commitment, you will learn to manage your needs, loves, wants and liabilities. Life is about balance—find yours and you’ll love your life.
Life is about balance—find yours, and you’ll love your life.
On Summer Cleaning, After Missing Spring’s…
“Hard as Fxck”
Calling out…sick? where they do that at…
I’ve never been so fatigued in my life…
Friday: In less than 24 hours, the once insomniac—we’re talking whole life, like husband sleep and you’re still up for 3 more hours…nevertheless, in less than 24 hours I went from I don’t wanna go to sleep to out by 9 pm, with a headache sent from the stars or the bowels of hell, eh who’s charting… I’m not, but either way, I was miserable.
I was stupid-dumb, what is happening to my life miserable.
Three nights straight all I desired to do was relax in a divinely crafted bath, soak and woo-sah, then climb into fresh bed sheets and hit the snooze. Thus, this is what I did—and by way of how things just work, my newfound desire for lavender salt and bath bomb soaks rubbed off on Frankie Baby. Subsequently, as Saturday ran into Sunday my headache had subsided, but the cravings of me-time, cuddle time, and long steaming baths lit by chakra candles, well—they are surely still here.
Out with the new, in with the old.
“The wealth is that health, my health’s in my hand/
I put down that lab and picked me a plant.”
—Supreme D’Jon, “Infinite”
With Friday and the massive headache came a seemingly unquenchable desire to shift. Suddenly, nothing in the fridge was worth eating, and nothing in the cabinets worth a quick snack—and to Frank’s bewilderment, I could care less to do our normal: grab a bite of fast-food or carry-out from a local buffet. What did I do? Head pounding and all I solicited King to accompany me to the good ole grocer. Oh! forgot to mention, our fridge was actually bare, nothing but condiments, and sweet pickles in the door, a small case of organic eggs and Sargento cheddar cheese on the top shelf, and almond and dairy milk on the bottom—the leftover aftermath of my prior week’s summer cleaning. Needless to say, I had a fresh canvas to fill, and I did so with lots of fresh produce and a few processed, but decent enough goodies:
- Mustard greens (bundles)
- Turnip greens (bundles)
- Red peppers
- Yellow peppers
- Orange peppers
- Roasted chickpeas
- V8 Veggie Blends Purple Power
- V8 Veggie Blends Healthy Greens
- Harvest Snaps Snapea Crisps
- Sabra Spicy Guacamole
- Honey roasted peanuts
- Thomas’ Everything Bagel Thins
- Organic peanut butter
…I’m sure there are some forgotten purchases, plus this is only my list, Frank got some things as well, but you get my drift. Long story short, I’ve never felt more accomplished. Usually, I go to the store and I have big plans of buying lots of produce and healthier processed choices, but most days this is easier said than done. So today I pat myself on the back, knowing that we haven’t wasted a ton of coins this week in fast-foods, and we really haven’t had those cravings for them either. And indeed the list for both Frank and I included no meats! *score*
—Total Budget for this haul $100: receipt $95.95 (no coupons 🙁 …slacking)
…okay my Loves, my pot is empty.
Biwaha & Andestagōnwa always and forever!