One Day Someone Helped Me

I need to get out of this house before I rebuild it. I have painted everything paintable and cleaned everything cleanable. Did I just create new words? I was up until 4 a.m. posting ads on Criag's List. Everything that I posted was free....just come and get it. I cleaned a closet and found a lot of good items that someone could use. It was really strange that I received responses from the same person for every item that I posted. Finally, she gave me her phone number and I had to give Ms. Quick Fingers a call. In conversation, I learned that she lives in my subdivision, about 4 streets over from mine. She just moved due to separation from her husband and she has very few things in her home. I gave her things that I really didn't plan to part with, but when I went through my divorce, someone helped me. I could not live with myself if I didn't return the favor. My favorite phrase is, "One day someone helped me too".

I am independent to a fault and am hesitant to even accept help from others because it gives me a feeling of failure. It means that I did not succeed and not only do I know, but someone else does too. My mother, bless her sweet, sweet soul is kinda psychic. She knows when I am not well and when I am in need without me even speaking to her. She will get on a plane in a heartbeat to confirm her suspicions. She hasn't been wrong yet. She has helped me in ways that I could never tell anyone. When I had hip replacement surgery, she put her life on hold to take care of me for months. She is a nurse, so the hospital nurses were greatful because they were instructed by my doctor to allow her to make certain determinations related to my care. I had complications that prevented me from walking for a few months and she did everything and anything for me during that time. I am so appreciative for her help.

I really didn't do much today except to rest and chat on Yahoo with former co-workers. That was really interesting because they have been waiting for me to return to work and didn't know that I quit. I was their supervisor and they did not know that I quit! Those poor folks really thought that I was on an extended leave....since August 2007! I resigned, found another job and was laid off, which was a HUGE blessing.

I left the original job to branch out, find myself, do something different. This is funny....I started the new job on September 4, 2007 and was laid off on November 27, 2007. It was a blessing because the Wednesday before Thanksgiving, I planned to resign because I was told by Dr. Cutie Pie that I needed to be on bed rest. I could not apply for FMLA because I only with the company for a little over 2 months. That meant that I had no options for taking a leave. Luckily, I forgot to turn in the letter of resignation before I left work for the Thanksgiving holiday. The Tuesday after Thanksgiving, I was laid off. Woo-Hoo!!! That meant paychecks and benefits until March. After that time I can start receiving unemployment. Had I resigned, I would have had nothing, except my hands in my savings account. Thankfully, I keep my expenses low, so I can make it comfortably. Those $500 Christian Louboutin shoes won't be mine for a while.

I am now suffering from medicine brain so I will say good bye for now, but before I go I challenge you to help someone. It could be something as simple as giving an unexpected hug to someone or something as huge as paying for someone's coffee in Starbucks. I once went to Office Depot and actually told the cashier to ring up my item and the stranger's behind me. He had only made copies of a contract, but he was so greatful...and cute.

Take the time to do something nice for someone today.