Taking advantage

My right side is really messed up so I am taking advantage to post, barely, a little blurb just to meet my 365 writing challenge goal.

A messed up back and hip is my loophole for meager efforts today.

Honey-do is taking great care of me. I am blessed in this affliction.

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Thank goodness for ‘lectric blankies

Compared to last winter in Montgomery, well, there is no comparison to this winter. All I can say is I love my little space heater and my dual control electric blanket.

And my Dearfoam cable knit faux shearling slippers.  

And my Walmart sweatpants. 

And my Atlas Shrugged Crew Hoodie Sweatshirt that zips.

And my hot cocoa cup from KrispyKreme down the street. 

But mostly, I am thankful for my ‘lectric blankey.

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Working for Rewards: Qualfied Workers

This is an offical I AM OLD post. Snowflakes, melt away to your safe space. This is not for you.

I read this post by Mike Rowe and this quote is something I hear over and over and over again from several sources in other words:

“Currently, thousands of employers are struggling to find qualified workers to fix our cars and build our houses and keep our pipes connected.”

Why is that? With so many people whining and complaining about struggling, what is the profound disconnection? What is the profound problem with the American Skills Gap

What about Work Ethic? 

All the hubbub about encouraging children or adults with some sort of motivational reward they can work toward to improve their behavior is really not the problem. 

Perhaps the discussions ought to be focused on the intrinsic value of work and intrinsic motivation needed to discover that any work is hard work.  

The joy and satisfaction in accomplishing the work is the true reward. 

Shoving candy or treats (rewards) into faces of children is not true satisfaction for a job well done. Giving everyone a medal for being nominated for possibility of winning the trophy just cheapens the cup.

External rewards that do not match the work ethic or skill are as an opiate to those who receive them so stop acting like a Pusher. Stop raising ninnies. Go back to fundamentals.

Wax on. Wax off. 

Harsh? Oh no. I know a couple of mothers with austic children who could take you down over this subject. Their children could put many “normal” children or adults to shame with their children who are truly qualified workers

Even my mother can still work circles around people a quarter of her age. (I would say how old she is but I would like to live to be that old.) 

The joy of work for the sake of how working makes one feel must be reinstilled as a foundational principle for success.

Start the New Year Right. Wax on. Wax off.

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Primary: Getting it together for 2018

Primary is for ChildrenServing in Primary is one of my favorite callings. It takes a lot of time to keep on top of all of the many things to be prepared for a new year in teaching and working with the children. Especially it is time consuming when trying to finish up the end of the current year and start fresh on January 2018. 

The Outline for the 2018 Sharing Time is really wonderful. The music the children are learning and preparing to present for 2018 Children’s Sacrament Meeting Presentation is soul stirring. 

So far I have the class lists updated, the tracking sheets for talks, prayers, scriptures and articile of faith recitations dated and printed off, and the first five months of assignment slips dated and printed out for the children. 

The finishing touches will go on to the Lesson/Sharing Time schedule this Thursday and last minute corrections to the class lists will too. The monthly sub-themes and the weekly topic headings will all be printed out and there it is. 

Final item to print will be the Birthday List and I am saving that for Saturday night. 

Basta!

And then we are off and running January 7, 2018.

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So over the “new and improved” washers

In the last eleven years I have gone through two washers. I am so over these new fangled, high efficiency things. My first washer, the one I bought in 1991 lasted me ten years, and that was double washing everything (I had 2 dogs). The matching dryer only ever had a belt replaced and it was still going after 15 years. 

The washer I have now locks. It is supposed to readjust itself when it goes unbalanced. It is impossible to stop it, open it, and manually readjust it without cancelling the entire cycle. 

Yeah. Not an improvement. 

So the last thing I washed in it, a thermal cotton blanket that only took up half of the tub, completely threw it out of whack so badly that I may have to go buy a new washer tomorrow. 

Yeah. Not a happy girl and yes, I am rolling my eyes. 

The Honey-do will see what he can do to fix it tomorrow and that is something to be appreciated. The Honey-do is a great handyman. 

Yeah. He always finds a way to make me happy. 

#LightTheWorld #GraciousReciever

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Little light, big light.

Tonight Paul Hernandez gave a great sermon on a variety of sizes and intensity of lights as they related to his life and in things he has observed. It made me smile. He made me remember.

When I lived in Germany it took me a while to get over jet lag. Drove my Honey-do crazy. He had to put down the rolladens (video below) to make the place pitch black and turn his alarm away from my being able to see the glow of the clock for the faintest stream of light would wake me up.

Any tiny, faint stream of light would make me panic that he had overslept and I would wake him up at three or four in the morning telling him to wake up, his alarm had not gone off.

Still cracks me up. 

So when Paul Hernandez made his point to #LightTheWorld with the light which we carry, no matter the size of the light that burns within us, even the tiniest, little light can be a source of great happiness, of comfort, of joy for someone else.

Do not hide it under a bushel. Embrace #25Days25Ways

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