Spending less money and Asking for what I want part two

I am one of those people that doesn't like to eat alone. So I decided to ask my friends and family to come over to eat. To be able to cook a big meal for four people I would need food so I am continuing to go to the food pantry. I would need ingredients so I can provide enough food for everyone. I only have one chair besides the one I use at my desk. So I decided to ask my friends and family on Facebook. I also looked on craigslist.

It turned out that only one person could come visit me. So I did not need the chairs after all.  Which is a good thing since I was having no luck at all. With only one person coming over I needed a lot less food which gave me back my Friday mornings. Of course I was still lonely but one day I started thinking about my mom. With my dad gone I am sure my mom was just as lonely as I was. She works twelve hours a day, often eating nothing but coffee and cookies. I knew I could not make her a good lunch but I could make her dinner most nights. So now I go over to her house at least three nights a week to do your laundry, make a healthy dinner and load the dish washer. My new plan is to have one big meal at her house and have mostly fruit and chai tea at my house. I have not lost any weight yet but I just started and I know it will take some time. 

The Meaning of Freedom

Personal freedom is different for everyone

I am free because I work for no one

I may be broke but I have time to be happy

I am free to go where I want when I want

I am free because I work for no one

Some cannot live like I do

I am free to go where I want when I want

I love my life. I love my freedom

Some cannot live like I do

I may be broke but I have time to be happy

I love my life. I love my freedom

Personal freedom is different for everyone

Black Box of Gratefulness

I am grateful for my kitchen full of food. I am lucky and blessed to live in a country that gives money to the people who can’t work. Without the money I get each month, I would have to live in my mother’s basement again. I love my mom a great deal but we are too different to live together. I try not to think about it because my lack of a large family who shares my beliefs is depressing. I try to remind myself that there are people in this world who are all alone. There are people who somehow live without family or friends checking in on them. I don’t know how they do it. I have a hard enough time just dealing with the fact that I have no one to share my religion or my vegetarian food. I have no one to cook for or clean for but I try to be grateful for my apartment with heat, running water, electricity and a full kitchen. I don’t have a lot of channels but at least I have a working TV that I can watch the news on every morning. I don’t have the money to buy a new book every time I finish reading the last one but I can go to the library every day and check out any book or movie I want. I am saving money to buy a house one day. I am grateful for the ability to own something on my own. I own my truck and one day I will own a big house. Today I am grateful for my full belly.