Metaphysical Friday

First off. Let’s pretend I didn’t just spend 15 minutes finding a title for this series. Thesaurus.com anyone? Alliteration anyone?

I had a great discussion with my bff today about dreams after listening to this week’s Oprah Supersoul Sunday podcast and thinking… ‘Shit. I’m not sure I HAVE dreams! What does that even mean!?’ (As in the ‘hopes and….’ – – not the nighttime ones. I have PLENTY of those!)

Our talk got cut a bit short because of stupid work and life, but I’m still a little hung up on the difference between dreams and ‘stuff I want to do someday.’ I think the ‘stuff I want to do someday’ list could be endless!

  • Swim around WILD dolphins (Don’t even get me started on those horrible ‘swim with a sad caged creature ‘experiences’)
  • Live in someplace other than Maine, and then maybe someplace other than that!
  • Travel to Europe, Thailand, the Philippines, India (maybe), Iceland, the Galapagos (will never happen), the Island where they filmed Jurassic Park (could happen but that boat ride is a DOOZY)
  • Slide down a hill in Switzerland on that little roller coaster thingy!
  • Be less fat
  • Squish grandbabies
  • Have a parrot (Also probably will never happen)
  • Have a Jeep Wrangler
  • Ride bitch with Lonnie on a Harley
  • Sit in those cool recliney seats in first class with the screen in-between so when I annoy Lonnie and his Sudoku too much with my chatter, he can close the screen on me 😀

…..like I said, that list could go on….. and on……..

Dreams seem like they should be BIGGER.

The only “dream” I could come up with is that I would like to write a book someday. This is why I blog. I love to write and cannot wrap my head around the giant task of a whole book. My blog is my half-assed book.

Then there are daydreams. Are those dreams? My most common one (the one I fall asleep to many nights) is Lonnie and I living on a small island as caretakers of a small resort or estate. Catching fish with spears and digging for shellfish to catch our dinner to cook with stuff from our garden 🙂 No internet. Naps in hammocks. Occasional trips to civilization for supplies. :::::sigh:::::

Bullet Journal- LIFE. CHANGING!

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I am suddenly organized AF. For 2 whole weeks now!  That HAS to be some kind of record.

I KNOW ALL THE THINGS!

  • I know about our cash flow and upcoming bills.
  • I know about our upcoming plans and schedules.
  • I know what we are having for dinner next Tuesday.
  • I know I have only missed 2 days of exercise out of the past 2 weeks (and why I missed them, and what to do about it!).
  • I know I need to work harder on my water intake goals.
  • I know I have been a rockstar at keeping up with My Fitness Pal.
  • I know I have to buy a present today for a birthday party tomorrow and won’t need to do my usual, “grab something on the way and wrap it in the car.”

I AM SAVING MONEY!  We are meal planning based on sales, and not needing to get takeout while working. We are not spending needlessly because we didn’t plan it in our weekly meeting. I am not spending money on gift bags and tissue paper on the way to parties when I have LOTS at home!

I AM HAVING SOME FUN! Some people like to keep their BuJos simple and for informational purposes only. Aw HELL NO!! I am loving having a little daily creative outlet that allows me to be creative if I want to, but basic if I don’t! I have even found myself snacking less at night because I am playing around with my journal (or saving ideas on Pinterest).

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Probably one of the BEST things that has happened as a result of the BuJo is our weekly meetings. I dedicate a page at the beginning of the week for Lonnie and I to sit down and meal plan, discuss the weeks cash flow/bills/stuff we need-slash-want, go over everyone’s schedule, and make a grocery list. WE ARE SO SYCHROZIED, IT’S SCARY!!!

Man, I hope this new habit sticks because this is freaking fantastic!!