Friday, September 28, 2012

9-28-12 All Things Not What They Seem

After work today while waiting to cash my check I was approached and was told that the trailer wasn't as bad as was thought, that they plan on getting the stuff to water proof it better cause there was still a bit of a leak and that it will be fixed before we trade... we shall see but my hopes are not going to be up at this point..

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

9-26-12 The Rain (and update)

This storm set has been aweful, really it has but im guessing its to teach me to look at things a bit defrently.. (sigh) Sandi is going to go all negative on me again I bet as she seems to been doing all week.. For those who dont know, I really. really hate being in the rain and since I hadnt gotten everything out of the way, Nate and I had to move a few things this morning... well guess what, we got soaked.. besides that the dinning room table that we had to move, broke in half.. shortly there after I get the phone call about the trailer that was supposed to meved for us today. The call was not good at all and was telling me that we probably was not wanting the the trailer.. apparently, he says, its gonna need a new roof.. he didnt say exactly what happened but im thinking its storm damage...

On the up side if it is just a major leak then im glad cause now we know and if its storm damage then I guess we were meant to not be in it... perhaps its just the same as everything else.. since I spoke of it, I didnt deserve to have it... (sigh) I guess ill just smother myself with a pillow now and go to sleep...


Monday, September 24, 2012

9-25-12 one of my favorite fables

From the time i very first heard this story, i fell in love with it.. its teaches that you should be satisfied with your station in life and to let you know even the most simple person's life can be just as green as the other side of the fence...

I hope you enjoy it as well as I have all these years..

The Stonecutter a Chinese Fable

There was once a stonecutter, who was dissatisfied with himself and with his position in life.

One day, he passed a wealthy merchant's house, and through the open gateway, saw many fine possessions and important visitors. "How powerful that merchant must be!" thought the stonecutter. He became very envious, and wished that he could be like the merchant. Then he would no longer have to live the life of a mere stonecutter.

To his great surprise, he suddenly became the merchant, enjoying more luxuries and power than he had ever dreamed of, envied and detested by those less wealthy than himself. But soon a high official passed by, carried in a sedan chair, accompanied by attendants, and escorted by soldiers beating gongs. Everyone, no matter how wealthy, had to bow low before the procession. "How powerful that official is!" he thought. "I wish that I could be a high official!"

Then he became the high official, carried everywhere in his embroidered sedan chair, feared and hated by the people all around, who had to bow down before him as he passed. It was a hot summer day, and the official felt very uncomfortable in the sticky sedan chair. He looked up at the sun. It shone proudly in the sky, unaffected by his presence. "How powerful the sun is!" he thought. "I wish that I could be the sun!"

Then he became the sun, shining fiercely down on everyone, scorching the fields, cursed by the farmers and laborers. But a huge black cloud moved between him and the earth, so that his light could no longer shine on everything below. "How powerful that storm cloud is!" he thought. "I wish that I could be a cloud!"

Then he became the cloud, flooding the fields and villages, shouted at by everyone. But soon he found that he was being pushed away by some great force, and realized that it was the wind. "How powerful it is!" he thought. "I wish that I could be the wind!"

Then he became the wind, blowing tiles off the roofs of houses, uprooting trees, hated and feared by all below him. But after a while, he ran up against something that would not move, no matter how forcefully he blew against it —a huge, towering stone. "How powerful that stone is!" he thought. "I wish that I could be a stone!" he thought. "I wish that I could be a stone!"

Then he became the stone, more powerful than anything else on earth. But as he stood there, he heard the sound of a hammer pounding a chisel into the solid rock, and felt himself being changed. "What could be more powerful than I, the stone?" he thought. He looked down and saw far below him the figure of a stonecutter.