It's Sunday

And get out of here with that Sunday = Funday bs, cause the only way Sundays can be fun is if don't have to work on Monday, and actually, for many that's true this time since tomorrow is Dr Kings Holiday.



Yep it's Kings birthday tomorrow, not sure if it's the day they were born, or if it's just a declared holiday.

I also learned that his Father, after visiting over seas, was so impressed with Martin Luther, the reformer from Europe, that when he came back he changed both his name and sons names (by default), to 'Luther'.

And now you know the rest of the story - Paul Harvey.

It's Sunday.

I just got up, a second time.

I usually wake up early, when off, doodle around in, near, or around the bed, while on computer, ect, then end up going back to sleep for one last final touch of rest, then when wake up again, that's when truly feel rested, assuming I'm healthy and all.

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Oh, and it's Superbowl Sunday, the Bengals vs the Rams.



Will I watch it? I doubt it, maybe.

I have nothing against the NFL, it's just my interest have waned in all sports as of the last 8 years or so.

I think though, that the Rams will win.

I haven't even seen the Bengals play all year, no stories about them or anything, it's just like 'wallop, here are the Bengals'.

Last I remember them being in the Superbowel they had some kind of a Boomer dance or something, was I in high school?? I forget.

It's Sunday, but feels more like Saturday to me, since I worked yesterday.

So far just been lingering on, around and in bed, typing and writing and exploring stuff online.

Been exploring other websites like this one here..www.raulanderson88.com/, to explore different takes on every day life issues.

Cleaning your own place can really drain you

I've started not just cleaning my own place, but throwing a lot of stuff away, I'm trying to break the grip 'junk' has on me.

Trying to break the chains that my past has on me, cause it's not doing me any good at all, so this weekend have been throwing a lot of stuff away, papers, old printers and more (I should of donated that printer to the goodwill, to late now)

It just all has to go if I want to move forward and better my life.

Junk is like prison, it really is, it keeps you bound.

Junk is what prevents you from moving, or maybe having guests, or a guest room.

And I just don't need it, cause say I died tomorrow, it would all be tossed in the dumb anyways, so why am I hanging onto it?

It's one thing I'm a millionaire living on a large 30 room estate with plenty of storage and heirs, but I'm not, it's just me, living in one small place.

No one cares about my junk...I do, but no one else does.

Not that I care what others think, but bottom line all this junk is stifling my ability to progress, so it has to go.

Going to get up and out soon, gotta go back to Home Depot and get a garden hose so can spray down stuff.

Living at apartment complex sucks, it's never home, it's just a contract you sign.

At home, people don't leave ugly contractual notices on your door.

I don't like this new managment team.

I could tell them to pound sound in that they messed up big time, I never signed to renew my lease, I told them I wanted to, but they signed it for me electronically I guess, big big mistake...cause now if something comes up, well, I've got that on them.

But as of now I'm content to stay here and try to make it work...cause in this city, where else am I going to move for less?

I'm grandfathered in here, meaning if tried moving back into this place today, on my salary, doubt I could.

The only other way I could save money is

1. Move into someones room...ye right, at my age, hell no, but you never know.

2. Get a roommate, again, hell no, but you never know.

3. Airbnb, not in the mood for that anymore.

4. Second part time job, gross, would rather volunteer time doing something I love, than working some boring azz job on my time off from other job.

5. Passive income...that's the best option, but not nearly as easy for me as I thought it would be.

Time to get dressed and go spend some money.

The thing about being bored, is when bored, that's usually when I spend money I otherwise wouldn't, like convince self I need this or that, then get this or that, and only play with it once.

Like now, I wouldn't mind a new electric guitar, just a cheap one, a guitar/amplifier package.



But if I got this thing, garuntee you I'd only use it a few times, then what?

Hmm...although I could use it for my videos, you can make really cool sounds with an electric guitar.

It's Sunday, I don't have nothing pressing planned for the day, and maybe that's OK, maybe that's how I should be.

When I was out working yesterday, saw a lot of people with their large boats at the Gate gas station.
I live around a lot of water, but I don't own a boat, maybe I should though.



I'd be happy with something like this, with a closed in area for when it rains.

I'm not into fishing though, not in the least bit, I see nothing fun about pulling fish, lifeforms, out of their habitat and killing or eating them just for sport. If starving sure, but most fishermen in the west are not starving.

I just don't like destroying other life for no good reason unless pesty, like roaches or misquitoes, certain fly's and spiders, then yes, or hornets, and maybe ants.
I have a right to defend self against human or animal or insects, but fish? Fish aren't attacking me, so why would I get pleasure out of killing fish?

I guess we're just all wired differently.

I did have a small kayak once, thorough enjoyed it for a while, then never used it again, and I'd hate to get a boat, love it for a while, then lose interest and watch is sit and rot.
I do think having a boat would probably entertain me more than a car though, but with a boat it would be tempting to not want to drink while out in the sound, anchored and bouncing up and down on the waves as if floating, all out there alone, it would be very tempting to not want to drink.
But even in the sound, you have boat cops that patrol.