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Instructions for a walk in the woods

Never turn around to check behind you. You’ll see nothing, but once you start doing it you won’t be able to stop, and an ominous feeling will follow you until you don’t lock your house’s door behind you.

If you stand very still and listen you will hear the woods calling for you. Don’t answer. Never answer.

You’ll hear things quietly following you, hidden in the trees by your sides. It’s okay, they’re just checking on you.

Don’t be scared, but be really, really wary.

If you have a bad feeling about taking a certain path, don’t. You’ll avoid whatever is waiting for you at the end of it.

You never know what may be buried under the soil you’re walking on. Remember that every time you take a step. Pray that whatever it is, it won’t wake up.

Be careful not to step on any beetle, or you’ll never get rid of them.

If you bring a knife with you, name it. Otherwise the blade will turn against you as soon as you try to use it.

Make sure you remember the way back home. As soon as you get lost, you’re just another piece of fresh meat.

Sometimes I wish I were single purely so I could greedily save up every penny I earned for a year and then use it to go on an international adventure. My soul yearns for experience.

magic-spelldust

I work as an assistant manager in a produce department inside of a local grocery store. It sounds like a pretty decent job. No one would suspect that I am working 11 hour days, and judged when I require human things like a lunch break or even a bathroom break. No one would suspect that I do nearly everything, that I work myself to the bone almost every day, and yet am still under appreciated.

They wouldn’t expect that despite all the things I do well, I am constantly reminded of my flaws, whether they pertain to the job, my personality, or my appearance.

That I am made to feel guilty constantly for not doing enough, or for needing breaks. That I am manipulated, that I am outcasted, purely because I do not follow my boss like a puppy dog as her last assistant did. Obviously, I should quit. But if I do, I can’t go to school anymore, I lose my health insurance, and I add a 200 dollar bill to our monthly payments by tacking my name onto my husband’s health insurance. I just can’t do that. I can’t live a stagnant life. I need to go to school... and I need to get another car so I can start taking on campus classes. I just can’t quit. But gosh, am I miserable some days.

Tofu scramble tacos for dinner = pretty tasty!

#vegetarian #Meals

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sweetestesthome

Story time.

So, the gate to our fence came un-hinged the other day. Husband saw me looking at it with a peculiar face, so he trotted over to be of assistance. While he was in the process of putting the gate back on the hinges, he noticed a caterpillar was hanging out in the small hole where the hinge went. He then looked at me and said “This is going to have to wait until later, because there is a caterpillar in here and I can’t get him out.” Being the hippy that I am, I obviously obliged while making a mental note of my husband’s cuteness. (Guys who save bugs are cuties). Well, when we got home from work that day, about 9 hours later, he tried again to fix the fence. This time the caterpillar wasn’t in there, but his cocoon was. I heard him chuckle and say, “Well, I guess this isn’t getting fixed for a week or two”. There is so much beauty and compassion in this man, and he reminds me of it in little, sometimes surprising ways. I don’t know many people who would inconvenience themselves with a broken gate for two weeks to save a bug, but my husband did. This is one of the many reasons he is so incredibly special to me. His small act of selflessness and kindness has touched my soul. :)