tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9823481868237607662024-02-22T00:01:09.108-08:00Being JuliaThe musings of "A Woman of a Certain Age" trying to find her place in the world.Being Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16435081680527780926noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982348186823760766.post-70002471684925972742012-02-14T06:30:00.000-08:002012-02-14T06:30:04.276-08:00Spread your legs for a good cause...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">YOU!!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">In case you don't know</div><div style="text-align: center;">~</div><div style="text-align: center;">February 14th is V Day</div><div style="text-align: center;">not as in </div><div style="text-align: center;">Valentine's Day</div><div style="text-align: center;">~</div><div style="text-align: center;">but</div><div style="text-align: center;">as in </div><div style="text-align: center;">The Vagina Monologues</div><div style="text-align: center;">V Day</div><div style="text-align: center;">a global activist movement to end violence against women and girls</div><div style="text-align: center;">~</div><div style="text-align: center;">it is a day </div><div style="text-align: center;">to honor</div><div style="text-align: center;">women worldwide </div><div style="text-align: center;">who have </div><div style="text-align: center;">endured unbelievable</div><div style="text-align: center;"> violence</div><div style="text-align: center;">simply because </div><div style="text-align: center;">they were </div><div style="text-align: center;">women</div><div style="text-align: center;">~</div><div style="text-align: center;">So in honor of </div><div style="text-align: center;">women</div><div style="text-align: center;">and </div><div style="text-align: center;">women issues worldwide</div><div style="text-align: center;">~</div><div style="text-align: center;">for the month of February</div><div style="text-align: center;">I will be posting</div><div style="text-align: center;">those things pertaining to </div><div style="text-align: center;">the well being of women</div><div style="text-align: center;">~</div><div style="text-align: center;">First, and foremost</div><div style="text-align: center;">please take care of your</div><div style="text-align: center;">Va, jay, jay</div><div style="text-align: center;">~ </div><div style="text-align: center;">Schedule your annual pap smear today</div><div style="text-align: center;">Go here</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.cdc.gov/cancer/hpv/statistics/index.htm">http://www.cdc.gov/cancer/hpv/statistics/index.htm</a></div><div style="text-align: center;">and here </div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.cdc.gov/cancer/ovarian/statistics/">http:/www.cdc.gov/cancer/ovarian/statistics/</a></div><div style="text-align: center;">to see why</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Being Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16435081680527780926noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982348186823760766.post-18533972830846842262011-10-09T14:53:00.000-07:002011-10-09T14:53:22.453-07:00Lost TimeI just realized how much time I have lost over the years accumulating, accounting for, and taking care of my possessions. It's not that I have a lot comparatively speaking. It is just I have a lot compared to the space I have to store it in. And the truth is I don't really need that much. I am convinced that we have all been brainwashed to accumulate stuff. Much of which is of little value, function, or beauty. It is...well...just stuff. For example, I cleaned out my closet and found I had twenty six purses. Twenty six! What can one person do with twenty six purses? Of those twenty six purses I use two. Yes I take up a 2 X 3 foot space in my closet to store purses. It is discusting. I am embarased. However when I tried to donate them my mind could not get my hands to drop the garbage bag full into the donation box. My rational as I drove back home with them is: I spent at least $40.00 per handbag and I need to at least make an attempt to use them before wasting $960.00 on handbags I never use. I just need to get in the habit of rotating them I tell myself. It has now been six months since I brought the purses back into the closet. I still have not used them. I wrapped them in tissue paper and placed them in nice white boxes (a trick I learned from a consignment store owner) and took them to local consignment shops and if I am lucky I will at least make a couple of dollars off them. If they don't sell I am now determined to donate them to a local woman's shelter and write it off on my taxes. I want the freedom of my closet and two purses are simply enough. I have done the same thing with the forty pairs of shoes I owned. I am now down to twenty and even that seems rediculous. How many people in the world own twenty pairs of shoes? My goal to is get down to ten pair of shoes (and only because I have so many different activities) hiking boots, running shoes, house slippers, black pumps, boots, clogs, brown pumps, boots, clogs, sandals, flip flops. Are flip flops considered shoes? Is it only Americans who have to wrestle with letting go of stuff? When I see my fashion concious friends strutting around in their craolya crayon box of colors of shoes I have to admit I am envious. But what is it really that I am envious of? How did more stuff become the standard to which I determined my beauty or my value?Being Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16435081680527780926noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982348186823760766.post-21707806635909226732011-05-15T12:22:00.000-07:002011-05-15T12:22:16.860-07:00Finding My Way Out of the ClutterI started this blog I don't know how long ago. I have made very little progress. I even hired a organizer to help me out. I must get control of my space. I find I function my better in an organized environment. Join me on my journey to simplify my life, organize my possessions, get control of my finances and spend more time on what matters. <div><br />
</div><div>I am using this blog to hold myself accountable, to keep moving forward and to document my process.</div><div>I will be listing a series of challenges to move me forward along with the progress achieved. </div><div><br />
</div><div>Challenge #1</div><div>Spend 10 minutes cleaning or organizing in each room for one week. Throw away or donate at least one item from each room. </div>Being Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16435081680527780926noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982348186823760766.post-73484010731208711912010-09-06T22:01:00.000-07:002010-09-06T22:01:17.736-07:00Out of the ClosetI've got too much crap!<br />
It's time I scale down to what is essential.<br />
When I try to come up with a plan I am paralyzed by analysis. <br />
Rather than answers I only find questions, which lead to more questions.<br />
If I am trying to find my authentic self...how will I find it when I am buried under years of accumulation. What is essential? What will foster well being? What brings joy?Being Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16435081680527780926noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982348186823760766.post-5805193980901701682010-09-06T08:26:00.000-07:002010-09-06T08:26:13.115-07:00Blogging OverloadFirst blog. Testing. Me. My patience. My technical skills.Being Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16435081680527780926noreply@blogger.com0