Ipod Touch 5th generation

I am beginning to use my Ipod Touch 5th generation.

I am reluctant to upgrade my technology. I want simplicity. Nothing fancy or difficult. I don't care to combine everything into one device. If I need something, I will find a way to purchase it. I need a new M3 player because my old one is fizzling out on me.

I am using a new computer and new MP3 player. I feel overwhelmed and very frustrated. It's not simple anymore. I have trouble navigating through the computer. I have to take an extra step to import my CDs to my ITunes library.

The MP3 player has too much stuff on it. I already have a smartphone to use many of the apps that is on the Ipod. I need to delete the apps if I can.

I am not a fan of Apple to start with. I tried the Ipad. I didn't like it. I got rid of it after a few weeks. I prefer android devices. The IOS system is not simple as I need it to be.

I will give the Ipod Touch a while after I import my songs. If  I don't grow old typing this blog while waiting for each CD.

Good Deeds

I had a good day yesterday.

After I got off work, I swung by Wal-Mart to pick up my mom's prescriptions. I shopped for a few items as well. I completed my purchases, loaded up the car, and put my buggy up. I saw an elderly woman with a buggy full of stuff.

I asked her if she needed any help. I unloaded her items into her van. She insisted on giving me money for helping her. I insisted that it wasn't necessary for her to do that. I walked to my car. Before I could crank my car, she came up to my car. I kept insisting that it wasn't necessary to give me anything. She gave mew a few dollars.

I helped her because I wanted to not expecting anything in return. She kept insisting on giving me something. I didn't want anything. I helped her because it was the right thing to do. I still have the money and do not want it.

There are still good people in the world. those people will help with no expectations of receiving anything tangible in return. I need to be better at helping out others. 

Deep wounds and Life's changes

Changes are abound all around me. So is sorrow and loss. In the midst of becoming department manager, I feel abound by sorrow.

My two wonderful people whom I have worked with are floating away. One is headed south; a cloud hangs over the other. Of course, she kept us three close. Now, not so much a close fit anymore. These two are my anchor. I can bounce work things and my heart off of them without a blink.

My life has always been about changes. Living arrangements. Relationships. Schools. Whatever it was, I rolled with it. I adapted. I'm a chameleon of life. Whatever life brings to me.

This is one of those times when I want to beg life not to make this change. Panic sets in. Panic and I go way back like an old friend. It's an old wound that always hurts when it rains.
I think my gut was telling me to hold on to the roller coaster ride, not to take the job I'm leaving.

As I get older, I am well aware of the changes within me. Biologically. Spiritually. Emotionally.  I am no closer to having kids. May never will. That wound will never heal. It is what I want deep down. It's my nature to be a loving mother. To be able to birth children. How can I do that when I can't even find any guys to hang out with.

My life seems to be back on track to some zen place. I have to work harder to find that place. To work on what ails me and heal these wounds. I need to allow the scars to heal completely.


Thoughts?!?!?!