Blogember – Day 9

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Happy Saturday, everyone!

Today’s prompt is:  5 favorite places to shop online

I don’t know about you guys, but I kind of hate shopping – except for online shopping. I hate going into a crowded store, at a crowded mall. All those people, walking slowly, in my way.

Anyway, so the thing is I love online shopping. I may or may not have a problem.

My 5 favorite places to shop are:

1. Loft – So many cute clothes, thing are just like always on sale. Best ever.

2. Gap – I love the Gap, and you can usually find all the sizes you need online – which is my favorite.

3. Etsy – I don’t have one specific shop, but I can always find really great, unique gifts.

4. Paper Source – stationary, cute gifts, planners! SO GOOD.

5. Amazon – ebooks, and more importantly, AMAZONFRESH!

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Blogember – Day 8

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Oops! 

I had a couple of super crazy days at work and completely dropped the ball on days 6 & 7.  I am disappointed, but, c’est la vie, right? 

Day 8 is 5 minutes on the prompt: Time

This seems particularly apt since I lost all track of time in the last two days and failed to carve out time to write. I think the biggest lesson I’m learning about time is that you need to make time for the things you really love to do and the things that are important to you. Otherwise, no one else is going to ensure those things happen. 

I have a pretty firm grasp on time management at work – although lately I’ve felt kind of overwhelmed and disorganized and like I’ve lost a bit of control of my time. I think a lot of this has to do with the fact that I’m still trying to find my way in my career and discover which path I should be on, and where I will truly serve the most good. 

It’s difficult when it comes to my personal time and balance because when I’m not at work usually all I want to do is sleep/read/snuggle with my cats/hang out with Travis. I don’t always want to actually do anything because I’m so wiped out from work. I’d like to get to a point where I feel like I have my energy back, and hopefully by the end of this year, and going into 2014 I’ll have found that. 

I think we all take time for granted a lot too -not always, but for most of us, having another day, and “more time” to accomplish things just seems like a given. Obviously, it’s not. Not for anyone. You never really know when your time on this planet will be up – so I guess what I’m trying to say is, the rest of this year and next year I want to really learn to make my time count. 

Blogember – Day 1

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Happy November, friends. Look at me, trying another attempt at a blog. I know, this is the umpteenth time, but for the month of November I’m challenging myself to write once a day, every day. I’m participating in Blogember!

The first prompt, which I am getting in just under the wire, is:

One of the best lessons life has shown you

It’s difficult to choose one lesson, because what is life other than a culmination of lessons? However, I think one of the most important lessons I ever learned was being kind, and thinking of the needs of others.

I will never forget, one of our first trips back to New York after we’d moved to California. I must have been about 8 or so, and we were in the city to watch my dad run the New York Marathon – at least I think that’s why were were there. We had stopped to get slices of pizza, and with mine I’d had a chocolate milk. I was carrying with me my half drank chocolate milk and half eaten second slice of pizza when we passed a homeless man on the street.

I don’t remember anything about him, except that he looked cold. It was November, and I’d been in California just long enough to be especially cold by the New York fall.

My dad stopped, spoke briefly to the man, asking “Are you hungry?” He then turned to me and said, “Catherine, are you going to eat that?” I shook my head, no. He then gave the leftover pizza and chocolate milk to the man who smiled and was extremely grateful.

I know that giving to the homeless is somewhat controversial, but I will never forget the feeling I had after giving that man my food – the understanding that he was a kind of hungry I had never felt, and would hopefully never feel. The understanding that, while it wasn’t much, the simple act of stopping, and offering what we had to someone who had nothing was important.

Since then, I’ve seen both of my parents give money and food to homeless men and women and when I can, I do the same. Why? Because, sometimes, if you can spare something, anything, helping another person is the most important thing you can do.