OK, before I post my weekend story, I’d like to begin by asking anyone who reads this a question.
If you have ever changed residences, especially moving out of a rental, you have undoubtedly had to deal with a “move out” clean. So, if you have indeed done this, let me ask you:
What does a “move out” clean mean to you? What do you expect when you schedule this service?
The company I work for is very “diversity” oriented. We have objectives in our yearly plans in which diversity has to play at least a 20% of our goal role. So when I received this from our Diversity Council, I wanted to share. I was a little taken aback by some of the information and not at all surprised by the other. You may have already seen it, but if you haven’t, it’s a real eye opener.
If we could reduce the entire world’s population to a Village of precisely 100 people, with all of the currently existing human ratios remaining the same, the demographics would look something like the following.
There would be:
60 Asians, 12 Europeans, 5 North Americans (both US & Canada,) 8 Latin Americans, & 14 Africans;
49 would be female and 51 would be male;
82 would be non-white & 18 white;
89 heterosexual & 11 homosexual;
33 would be Christian and 67 would be non-Christian.
A total of 5 would control 32% of the entire world’s wealth, and all of them would be from the United States;
80 would live in sub-standard housing; 24 would not have any electricity
(and, of the 76% that do have electricity, most would only use it for light @ night.)
67 would be unable to read; and, only 1 would have a college education.
50 would be malnourished and 1 would be dying of starvation.
33 would be without access to a safe water supply.
1 would have HIV.
1 person would be near death while 2 people would be near birth.
And, only 7 people would have access to the internet.
As you take a look at our world from such a compressed perspective the need for acceptance, understanding, and education becomes glaringly apparent.
The following is also something to ponder….
If you woke up this morning with more health than sickness, you are luckier than the million that will not survive this week!
If you have never experienced the danger of battle, the loneliness of imprisonment, the agony of torture, or the pangs of starvation….you are ahead of 500 million people in our world!
If you are able to attend a church meeting without fear of harassment, arrest, torture, or death…you are more blessed than 3 billion people in this world!
If you have food in the refrigerator, clothes on your back, shoes on your feet, a roof overhead and a place to sleep….you are richer than 75% of the people in the world!
If your parents are still alive and still married, you are a rarity; even in the United States & Canada.
And, if you can read this text you are more fortunate than over 2 billion people in the world who cannot read at all.
And not in a good way.
About a year ago, I was having something of a life crisis. I was extraordinarily unhappy with almost every aspect of my life and really just wanted to be left alone. By everyone.
Well, I have a girlfriend I met online through an iVillage message board. We hit it off instantly and emailed each other constantly. We were and still are going through some of the same problems we were going through then and I think we both felt like the other understood exactly what we were going through.
During my crisis, I sort of shut down and didn’t really email or talk to anyone. Including my siblings and at most times, my parents. I didn’t talk to my best friend. It was enough to just get through the day with Joey. To make a long story short, this email friend got super pissed off at me and couldn’t understand why I needed some time away from everyone.
We recently started emailing again and it’s really nice. With one problem: EVERY SINGLE TIME she has the opportunity, she brings up how I “abandoned” her. How I just left her on her own without warning or explanation. I did my best to explain it to her at the time, but I didn’t fully understand the situation myself and of course it wasn’t a good enough explanation for her.
So today, she’s feeling in a funk, complaining about how things are, which is fine. That’s what I’m here for. But I innocently brought up the fact that maybe she needs some alone time. This is the response I get:
“I don’t need time away…unlike someone I know who disappeared on me but now is back——-glaring toward Oregon……I just don’t need the pressure.”
Maybe I’m just making too much out of it and I’m taking her response the wrong way. But at some point, she has to let it go…or I’m going to let her go. There’s nothing wrong with needing time away from people. I actually need alone time quite frequently. And I certainly don’t need to be told that it sucks that I’m that way.
Girls. Sometimes they’re just a pain in the ass.
I had an eye appointment this week. Not surprisingly, I need glasses. Only for distance though, so I don’t have to wear them all the time. Which is good.
However, I was told the reason I need glasses…is because of my AGE! Needless to say that took the wind right out of my sails.
I hear River View Cemetery is lovely.
Happy St. Patrick’s Day!
This weekend was my move to a new home. It was a long day on Saturday, but we got all the heavy stuff moved in and the important things, like beds, put together and arranged. I woke up rather early on Sunday morning and for some reason, thought it would be a good idea to try and get some more stuff done. I started with trying to put the legs on the dining room table. You’ll notice the operative word being “try”. I got the legs put on but for some reason they were all crooked and no matter how hard I tried to get them straight, or how tight I turned those screws, they would not straighten out. I figured something must have happened in the move and I would need a new table. Of course, when Joey woke up and saw what I had done, his first question was “Why are the legs on backwards?” Ugh.
And thus ended my aspirations to host my own cable “Do It Yourself” show.
