Programming your coffee maker to have your coffee brewed when your alarm goes off can get even a Monday off to a good start.
Sorry, Marie Kondo!
Some book lovers seem horrified at the Marie Kondo recommended techniques for de-cluttering (at a very distilled level: take your stuff out where you can see it all, go through each item and ask if it sparks joy. If not, tell it thank you and give it away. Off to somewhere else where it may spark joy. Ta dah! You are de-cluttered). De-clutter your life, de-clutter your mind. But books clutter your mind in a good way. For most things, clothes, extraneous power cords, baking pans (why do I have three different 9×12 pans?) this is all fine. And then you get to books. The mind recoils. How can one even consider books as clutter? They are the balm of the soul. Book lovers struggle with this approach because to them, books aren’t in the ‘stuff’ category. Books represent ideas, other worlds, stretching your brain, and are potentially life changing. How can one just let go of that? I love being surrounded by books. Books are everywhere. Rammed into the overflowing book cases, on the nightstand, for a period of time there some piles under the bed until I acquired some additional storage. Books everywhere do spark joy! That is how book lovers should look at it and not be so upset with Marie Kondo.
I did the Marie Kondo thing when her book came out. It did help me with clothes, coats, random crap on my desk, and somewhat with books. I did cull some books and give them to the library, but I’m sure she would still be appalled.
Proof!

No Edith Wharton will leave this house!
The truth is sometimes I am overwhelmed by the volume of books. I do feel cluttered. I would surely die if my bookshelf fell on me.

Is this really so bad? This is before Marie Kondo, but I can’t say it looks better now because.. more books! Also, this is only one of the bookcases.
But my love and joy of the books is greater than my disdain for clutter, so they are staying. I just need a better organizational system, more bookcases or to move to a bigger place where books can fit and not appear cluttered. Sorry, Marie Kondo!
This is not normal
I’d love to continue rambling about my Whole 30 experience, but not today. Yesterday I watched Trump’s insane press conference. Things haven’t been normal since 2016, but we continue to slide down a hill into a crevasse. Sadly, I’ve grown used to a lack of decorum and even the stunning lack of historical awareness or even current knowledge (this article in the Washington Post basically says the Trump administration didn’t really understand the implications of a government shutdown. Stunning and unacceptable), but one part of the press conference really made the hair on the back of my neck stand up and that is this:
Let’s put aside the fact that there is no national emergency. Illegal immigration is at it’s lowest level in a decade and there is no evidence that they have apprehended terrorists. Threatening to declare a national emergency to get your way in what is in essence a budget negotiation is the act of a man child. We don’t know if this is just him trying to hold this over the Democrats heads to get his way or if he would really like to declare a national emergency so that he can just do whatever he wants, meaning be a dictator. Hitler did something similar in 1933 when Germany’s version of congress was in stalemate. Hitler. Reading any of the dystopian fascist novels that have come out since, this is how it starts. You just get rid of the laws you don’t like, then you arm a militia to keep the people in line, then you do whatever you want. You think it can’t happen, but it can and it has. Margaret Atwood has said many times that everything in the Handsmaid’s Tale has actually happened at some point in human history. We’ve been protected for a long time by the alliances put in place after WWII. This sort of threat is frightening and we shouldn’t take it lightly.
Three Quarters 30 – Day 3: Sugar Hangover
Sugar hangover is what I think this is, anyway. Because even though I no alcohol has been consumed, I woke up feeling dehydrated, gross, my mouth dry; my tongue desperately trying to clear this bad taste out by making the sound mleah, mleah, mleah. I should drink a big glass of water, but I have a big, steaming, cup of coffee in my hands because I’m so tired (three day work weeks are a bitch!). What is this? I thought I was supposed to sleep so much better without my glass of wine with dinner. This sucks. I don’t want to do it anymore. Is this what Seth Godin calls the The Dip? Two days is my dip?
I read once that the sugar hangover lasts about a week. It’s your body saying: give me my drugs, fool! I need the sugar! I want the sugar! A little sugar won’t hurt anything! Let’s go eat a bagel (which when digested turns into sugar) and a latte! NO. I can push through this. I can! Mostly because I went to the gym last night and just like all the New Years resolutioners who have just joined the gym, I could feel my extra holiday induced jiggle. So I still feel gross, but now gross, dehydrated and tired. I’m off to get some water and to fight another day.
The Three Quarters 30 – Year 2
For the second January in a row, I am doing (participating in? torturing myself with? Choosing to eat according to?) what I call the Three Quarters 30. What is the Three Quarters 30? A variant on the Whole 30. Since I am vegetarian, and getting pretty close to being a vegan, the actual Whole 30 is near impossible. Last year when I researched the ‘program’, I found that the suggest to actually eat meat during your thirty days, which just isn’t going to happen. But what is Whole 30? You can read all about it, but in a nutshell it’s a program built on not eating anything that you want to eat. No grains (bread, rice, pasta, etc.), no added sugar (hello, sugar is in everything), no beans, no dairy, and (gasp) no alcohol. In essence, it eliminates processed foods, plus sweets and alcohol and it is brutal. My Three Quarters 30 is based on the Whole 30’s recommended food list for vegetarians, though I don’t include eggs or seafood.
Why would anyone do this, and why am I particularly? I’m sure most people do it because they think they will lose weight or view it as a cleanse. I believe the point is to eliminate items that cause inflammation and move a person toward better health, but who are they kidding? People want to look good. My goal is a bit of a cleanse after the holiday season carb/sugar/alcohol fest, I feel gross. I want to reset my whole system, and of course lose some weight and look good. The ‘program’ hits on my two weak spots: carbs and alcohol. Oh, do I love my wine, and it loves me back, too. That love is settling in on my midsection for a nice long winter. Last year, it did wonders for my skin and I did lose a bit of weight, but possibly the best part of it was it made me aware of how certain foods (ahem, simple carbs and my favorite food group, sugar) impact me. When I ingested a lot of bread or personal kryptonite, peanut butter cups, after Whole 30 I was hyper aware of my bodies response, which was weeeeeeeee….. blood sugar! And it wasn’t a good feeling. One would hope I could learn to maintain that and eat less of these things for a longer period, but I slowly slipped back into my old habits over the year, leading up to the debauchery of the holiday season. This year, my goal is to kick off the year, but clearing out last years mess and starting fresh, followed by figuring out how to eat sensibly because I know in the long run, no gimmick or plan that involves long term deprivation is going to work. Being aware of what I eat and drink is the first step. So I’m off to make a breakfast smoothie. Wish me luck.
Priorities/Tick Tock
Spend any amount of time trying to figure out how to find the time, how to make the time, bend time to your will, how to get what you want to get done in the time you have. Time, time, time, time, time… tick tock, tick tock (for those who remember when all clocks were not digital). Read all the books and gurus on how to find the time, they will pretty much all the say the same thing: you do have the time, it’s a matter of focus and prioritization.
You chose to watch tv, cook time intensive meals, spend time on social media or {insert however you’re spending your time here}. Do you really want to spend time in this cesspool? Facebook is giving your data away in outrageous ways. Someday there will be a breach and those New Year’s Eve pictures will be available for everyone to see, or worse used against you in some way. And do you really think retweeting articles or witty statements is going to change what is going on in the world? It’s not. If you care so passionately about a particular issue, get out there and organize, volunteer, find a job with an organization that will help make change and if that organization doesn’t exist, create one. If you don’t feel passionately about what you’re tweeting about, just stop and spend that time working on whatever it is that gives you a spark.
You chose to spend your time doing the things you say aren’t important over the things you think are important. You chose. You make the decision on how to spend your time, so pay attention to how you do. Write it down for a while and notice your patterns. Some things you will surely say you “must” do. Sure. I must go to work today. But in the long run, it’s my choice to stay at that job rather than figure out the work I really want to be doing and moving toward it. That seems daunting, so I’m starting by just committing to writing every day. Ok, I already wrote every day, but just bunk that no one sees, so I’m going to write every day and put it out there.
Oh, it won’t be easy. Habits we want to change don’t go easily. They wrestle with our good intentions and sometimes they win. I just opened a site with an article about most searched for shows on Netflix by state. I must know! Answer for my state is some show I’ve never heard of and whose title doesn’t inspire interest. But there is another show called The End of the F***ing World that intrigues several states. What is that about? I must find out, then add it to my list, then spend the rest of the week binging it! Actually no I don’t. I chose not to do that. I chose to focus on what I’ve decided is important. You may make a different choice. If so I hope you enjoy The End of the F***ing World. But chose well, because we only have so much time. What do you want your life to be?
Black Friday
Black Friday. The day we throw away all the gratitude and well wishes celebrated the day before to worship at the alter of our true religion, consumerism. Anything to save a few dollars so we can get more stuff. Now, I like to save money as much as the next person. But I’ve watched some of those hoarder shows, and though I’m not a psychologist or any other type of medical expert, I can tell all the stuff is filling some sort of emotional hole and seems like a cry for help. We seem to have a whole society of people collecting stuff, and since not everyone is tripping over piles of things in their homes, throwing away some stuff, too. It’s not healthy or good for the environment, but still we persist. Of course I’m using the royal we here, not all of you partake in this. Good for you.
I try not to even leave the house on Black Friday. There is no consumer good I am willing to be trampled or squish, pushed, glared at, or deal with anyone else’s short temper to acquire. But that doesn’t stop me from shopping online! Even there I am careful. A few years ago I bought a laptop on Black Friday. Best. Deal. Ever!! Except I never touched it beforehand and I loathed the keyboard. I mean loathed it. The keyboard did not make any kind of satisfying sound when you hit the keys and they were just far enough apart to force me to learn typing anew. It wasn’t worth the money. Also, though I received free shipping, it was shipped from China directly, which took over a month. I followed it online, as it apparently took the longest possible route on the slowest possible ship. I almost made a map to see all the places this poor laptop traveled. Thank goodness, the laptop wasn’t an emergency purchase. The old laptop was chugging along just fine. But all in all, not worth the savings.[1]
This experience doesn’t cause me to give up! There are bargains to be found, I just know it! I read the advise on things not to buy on Black Friday.[2] Don’t buy toys, gift cards, spring vacations… do buy electronics (but be careful of special Black Friday model numbers, some are lower quality). One link says not to buy winter wear because the best sales are after the holidays, one directed me to a doorbuster of 60% off of a jacket I had already been eyeing. I think you know what I did. Oh and I also managed to buy new winter boots for 50%. These are the same style as my current boots, which have just reached the end of their life. I swear I’ve had them for something like ten years. Land’s End, people, they last forever. At 50% off, how can you go wrong? Lesson: check out the deals. Maybe there will be better deals later, but if you need something now, take the risk. Greater than 50 or 60 percent off in January does me a lot less good. I’m cold now![3]
But the thing about the list of things you should buy on Black Friday is not too many of them scream holiday gifts. I guess there are people who appreciate appliances and televisions, but these are fairly large gifts that require scheduled deliveries. So are we really shopping for ourselves? Well, we need things, too! So after the thrill of my 60% off coat and 50% off boots, I was mad with the need for more savings blood on the alter. What else do I need! I know! My printer currently only prints. It’s NOT an all in one and maybe once or twice a year I’d like to scan, occasionally I even like to make a copy of a document, though I can do that at work… but don’t stop me with your logic! Sometimes there are printers for $29.99 on Black Friday. Fire it up, internet.
The search now on, I see there ARE printers for $29, $39 and up. Yes! But wait, didn’t I buy a whole bunch of ink for my current printer a few months ago? I don’t want that money to go to waste. That is their plan to get me to waste money on ink! Hell no. You can’t catch me in your web! Maybe there isn’t that much ink left, anyway. I pad over to the desk. Oh.. three of the XL black cartridges and a few a various colors. Hmm.. that isn’t insignificant. This amount of ink probably cost more than the printer, inexpensive, build for the home creature that it is. Let’s see if I can find a printer on sale that takes the same ink. Yes, that is the ticket!
It’s not that easy to find printers based on the ink they use, it turns out. You can do it, but it’s hard to know if it’s correct. By searching for the ink on one office supply site, I find a list of printers that are compatible, but when I look up some of those printers, they list different ink. Gah! Naturally none of the printers on super sale are on the list anyway. Let’s review the available features: printing (duh), scanning (yes), copying (yes, please), fax (don’t care. Do faxes still happen?), paper tray with automatic feeder (hell yeah), double sided printing (at home? Really? YES), double sided scanning (I remember once I thought this would be nice, so why not). It turns out that only one printer does both double sided printing and double sided scanning[4], so I guess I must chose. Double sided printing it is!
Thinking more about this, I must have double sided printing! Although my household uses maybe half of a reem of paper a year (500 sheets, costing a whopping $5.99 if you buy the office supply store brand), I don’t want to waste paper. The trees! You could recycle. No, not using is better than recycling. You should absolutely spend more money to get the double sided printing feature to save printing approximately 125 pages per year. Duh!
Back to the comparison. None of the printers that have double sided printing are either on sale or take the ink I already own. Keep searching, keep searching. There must be one, there must be one! AHA! There is one! Not on sale, in any way. First produced in 2014, so it’s an older model. Do I really care, as long as it does what I need it to do? Nope. Let’s do a compare to the newer model which costs the same as the older model because it’s on super sale, but does not take the ink I already own. Oh my lord, do you see the dimensions on that the older model? It’s huge! It would require an armoire to hide it from being a distraction in a room.[5] It weighs 25lbs! I can’t have that. I need to stop and regroup. What if I did give up on the ink I already have and buy the printer, scanner, copier, fax, toaster, hairdryer[6] that I really want? The internet is fired up once again. I research and research. Oh, there is a handy printer selection tool on canon.com. You put in what you want, it returns a list. Look at all these printers, scanner, copier, fax, toaster, hair dryer![7] All of them more than I want to spend and do not use the ink that I already have. I’ve been tricked! Tricked I tell you! How do I know these printers, though some appear to be very marked down, are not this price every day? Should I just give this up? NO! I NEED to scan, though I haven’t done it in over a year. I MUST be able print double sided, though I’ve never done it in the past, and could in fact, do that at work.[8] I consider buying something cheaply now and using up the remaining ink with my current printer. But there is an imminent move coming. Housing hunting is just on hiatus for Thanksgiving weekend. I just don’t like any of these options, but I have to pick one right? I must buy something, right? I’ve made the decision to buy, right? The alter of savings needs another sacrifice, yes? Such a purchase dwarfs the amounts I am thinking of saving on this printer. Even if I saved 50% off the cost of a home printer, the amount saved is something to be scoffed at in a home buying transaction. An additional box to move because of a $50ish savings is not actually worth the aggravation.
So no. I don’t. Another printer is not needed, not right now.
Here is a lesson for you. It’s not the percentage you save, it’s the amount. If you save 50% on a $4 item, you may feel great about it, but it’s still $2. And $2 buys only $2 worth of anything else.[9] I think I read something like this in a Malcom Gladwell book once. Somehow saving .1% in a home purchase, let’s say $300 doesn’t feel as good as 50% on a $4 purchase. I don’t know why, but it’s true and it’s insane.[10] Do I go back and question my new coat and boots purchases? No, because what is done is done and because I need those things. I do not, technically speaking, need a printer, scanner, copier, fax, toaster, hairdryer(5). I just want it.
And that is what should be your guide for Black Friday. What is the cost of this insanity? My cost was my time. I spent way more time doing this research than I got in return in worth of the “savings”. Not even to mention the time I spent writing this to document my insanity (writers can break the fourth wall, too). Do you actually need this thing you are giving up your hard earned time or physical safety to buy more cheaply, or are you just sucked in by the insanity of it all. Only you know the answer.
Ok, I looked up whether these armoires are still made, and it appears that they are, but in my brief search I couldn’t find any from quality furniture makers of solid build, as mine is. I found the type made of laminate and is assembled by the owner. Feh. I guess I will hold on to his baby as long as possible. Just one more way I’m becoming a dinosaur. I have another essay to write on how Apple makes me feel like a dinosaur for wanting to hold onto my music files, many time-consumingly burned from CDs. Relying on the cloud seems nuts. Which brings me back finally to this essay as Apple is one of the place to buy on Black Friday. Apparently it’s the only day of the year they have a sale.
** Update ** Two days later and this printer is the same price as it was on Black Friday. It’s on perma-sale, apparently. See, fear of missing out doesn’t always come true. Also that printer will cost me more to move than it’s price, so I actually saved money!
[1] I am aware that being able to swallow a few hundred dollars in savings is a privilege, for which I’m grateful. I hope you enjoy the footnotes used here. I’ve been reading David Foster Wallace recently and I do enjoy a good tangent that adds value, which of course I believe my tangents do, as did Wallace’s.
[2] https://www.retailmenot.com/blog/black-friday-best-worst.html
[3] Watch this spot for me complaining if these items reach 75% off in January. Though one wonders if something can be sold at 75% what is wrong in the business model. Either it’s priced too high to begin with or they have made too many of them. So many of them, they are willing to take a loss? Hmmm…
[4] What hell is this?
[5] I own a computer armoire just for this purpose already. It’s a desk that you can close the doors on and hide all of ones disorganization, wires, random chargers, usb drives, mouses, plethora of various tablets that have been acquired since tablets came to exist. They all still work, so why get rid of them, etc. Start the sanity. In practice it’s not used as a desk. The laptop, tablet or other is taken out from there and used elsewhere, dining room table, couch or bed. I’m not sure if they even makes these armoires anymore. This one is fifteen years old and was build to accommodate a desktop. I use that space to store things in file folders, of things printed on the printer that started this entire episode. However, being able to close those doors and shut away all that mess and insanity is priceless.
[6] This does not actually exist.
[7] ibid
[8] Do not complain to me about stealing from work. I think a few printouts are factored into the salary.
[9] Including, I recently learned, the daily print newspaper. What?!? No wonder they are all losing money. The paper can’t be $2 plus dollars. That’s crazy.
[10] $300 > $2, for the math challenged.
Things I Saw At Lunch Today
- A male in a red suit with white polka dots
- A whole group of ladies in construction gear and hard hats getting lunch.
- A security guard screaming, and I mean an expletative filled rant, at someone that “I”m going to fucking kill you. Don’t you dare fucking lie to me, you fucking junky”.
- A half eaten container of guacamole just sitting in the middle of the sideway
How Many Different Ways to Say Get Off Your Ass and Do Something?
5,498,349 or there abouts.
I’m in a rut. I’ve been in a rut. I’m trying to dig my way out of a rut. I was laid off from a job I despised about a year and a half ago and it was the greatest thing to happen in quite some time. It was a job which met the definition of everything I didn’t want in a job: poor management, no strategy, reacting to whatever client was screaming the loudest, politics and backstabbing (this always comes with poor management and no strategy because someone has to be to blame if things don’t go well). Oh, and I worked all the time. Nights and weekends were not my own. I had to feed the beast of crazy. All so someone else higher up would get a larger bonus. Insanity.
I was happy to be gone. Happy to have a package and some time to ‘figure it all out’. I knew I had no interest in going back to that sort of environment. A whole new career, using the skills I had was what I want. Something completely different. So I spent some time pondering. I read books, listened to podcasts, talked to everyone I know. Follow your passions, don’t follow your passions, utilize the skills you have in a different way, take this quiz/webinar/seminar for some sum of money and all will be made clear. So many stories that I’ll save for another day.
One thing they all said, every one, was it was better to start than sit around with analysis paralysis. Try something, experiment, get feedback and change course if necessary. Do not, absolutely not, sit behind your computer and research, but do nothing.
I can’t say I did nothing, but I did pretty close to nothing. I looked for a job full time, and didn’t focus so much on figuring it out (again). Responsibilities loomed, there were mortgages to pay, food to buy, a gym membership to keep up (after all, exercise keeps you sane). I looked in different industries and found a job. But it’s not what I really want to do. I still want to figure out what this magical other path for me is. But I let the job take up my time, and I don’t prioritize any of this work. From time to time I pick up yet another book, attend yet another webinar. But it’s all the same. I have to do the hard work of figuring it out and making it happen. Face any fears and go. I’ve heard it so many times. So if I know what I need to start doing, why is it so hard to do? Even if I know it’s hard to do, this is my life, so why can’t I get on with it?
Three Quarters 30 – Day 5
Some days I wake up with a headache which feels like a hangover, but it can’t be… yippee. Is this what they call the sugar hangover?