Learn to control money but do not allow it to control you

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If you're used to a regular exercise fix, the lack of the hormones it produces are probably an element of you feeling down. This exercise business is a bit complicated to get right

Firewalker

Today is a great day! Someone I have the highest opinion of and the deepest respect for has made a leap of faith. She just jumped – and I seriously believe that it is the beginning of an incredible chain of events that has the potential to shake the very foundation of our understanding of economy, society, organisations, capitalism, wealth and abundance. I have never met her – I have the feeling that I have known her since childhood. And I don’t remember the last time I so much wanted someone to succeed and was so ready to support them with all I have. Memorygirl has launched her website and with it her stake for a future of independence, security and abundance for her and her boys.

I suspect that many people reading this diary are already members of the Memorygirl Matrix. But if there is somebody who is not – please visit the thread, go to Memorygirl’s homepage and check it out. I am going to go to one of the training events myself. As to the book(s) – I can confidently say that using these techniques is not only saving me considerable amount of time but also has increased my level of precision. If anyone reading this is a lecturer or a teacher – I have been recommending the books to my students (up to PhD level).

Today I also made a small step – I left my comfort zone as discussed last night. What I realised is that I shy any confrontation because I so much want people to like me. Of course you do, you might be thinking, you are a woman. Yes, but I did realise that it also has to do with my childhood and being send away from home – the insane desire to make them like you so they get you back. Today I confronted the issues I have with a group of people – done cleverly this does not mean that one ought to confront the people as well. Today being respected was the game, not being liked. All is resolved and the weekend can be used for blissful cleaning – our house really needs it.

And the thought for today is:

“Tell your heart that the fear of suffering is worse than the suffering itself. And that no heart has ever suffered when it goes in search of its dreams.” – Paolo Coelho

Firewalker

savingwannabe

Highly recommended clearly. I know that you have spoken of her before. I will go and have a look. Is there a link?

Have you heard from dear William?

Firewalker

William has not been in touch but I have been trying to keep an eye on him. He posts from time to time on the ex-gamblers thread and I know that he is OK. He is clean which for me means that he is OK - all else can be sorted if he stays off. He also mentioned updating his diary which I am looking forward to.

Firewalker

savingwannabe

Thank you so much. I am sure i subscribed back to it but i was worried that i had missed him. He is a hero after all. Bless you firewalker.

paulwellerfan

just wanted to say- i have taken the last 3 hours to read all of your 29 pages.
i love all your quotes- where do you get them.?
belated Happy Birthday btw.

Firewalker

paulwellerfan wrote: »

just wanted to say- i have taken the last 3 hours to read all of your 29 pages.
i love all your quotes- where do you get them.?
belated Happy Birthday btw.

Hi and welcome,

as to the quotes - I am part of a practical philosophy group and somehow have a link to Paolo Coelho on FB; a fair few of the quotes come from these two sources; the rest coem from different reading,l really.

Firewalker

Firewalker

I am sitting here, sipping my espresso (friends say that we make the best cup of coffee in Manchester but I think we probably could extend this one a bit; the UK maybe) and for the first time for a long time I feel rested. Why you may ask? Because for the first time for about four week I slept in my bed, on my pillow(s), in my bedroom. To some this might sound more exciting than it really is – I have not been hopping from bed to bed in the last month or so; after all, as I have mentioned before, there comes an age when beds are for comfort, sleeping and habit. In my case, I have felt like that forever – even when some bed hopping was not only possible but a part of life.

Last Friday our wonderful builders finished what needed doing – all left to do is to connect a bidet which I would not expect to produce tons of dust and dirt. Yesterday we spent the day blissfully cleaning and last night we were able to move back into our bedroom – and deep, restful, comfortable sleep. Now the bathrooms need decorating, floor and furniture and the kitchen needs decorating; all of this will be done gradually over the next several weeks. But the feeling of relative normality is wonderful. And we did manage the whole thing (including the rather expensive bathroom floor for under £8,500 which we actually had rather than hoping to earn in the future. Feeling very proud of and pleased with ourselves.

It is also the beginning of a new week so I did the household accounts. Last week (October week 2) we have spent £136.60. This sounds a bit high given that I did set a cap of £100 per week but it includes two items that we usually don’t have – Little Boy sitting (usually this comes free from Young Man) and £40 for cleaning (some might think this extravagant but at the moment it seems much more appropriate to pay for the house to be cleaned; this is not a regular arrangement yet but I am considering having it cleaned every forth-night). On food we have spent only £41.26 (plus the meat from the freezer, of course); the rest was spent on regular items (£26 on school pictures and Christmas cards Little Boy designs).

But do you know what I just noticed? I was saying that I will aim to pay £35,000 off the negative wealth? By the end of December we would have done ‘as good as’ – we would have paid £25,000 and would have invested £10,000 in the house. I feel a warm wave spreading around my whole body and warming up my heart – I think it is called happiness.

Now back to cleaning. But before that, the thought for today is:

“Thousands of candles can be lit from a single candle, and the life of the candle will not be shortened. Happiness never decreases by being shared.” – Buddha

Firewalker

hypno06

All I can say is "hurrah for happiness" :j

Firewalker

Did I say that cleaning and de-cluttering is not only an affliction but it is contagious? Did I mention that this is particularly dangerous when combined with the need to clean after building work? If by any chance I did forget to mention this before I am saying it now.

Today was spent on de-cluttering and cleaning Little Boy’s room and a space we have under the stairs Ion the first floor) which is known as ‘the command centre’. This is the place where quite a few computers and servers live. The space has been used through the years as OH’s office (then he took over a room in the house), my study (then I took over a room in the house) and Little Boy’s computer play centre (then he took over the house). Little Boy and I concentrated on his room and wonderful OH on the space under the stairs.

After three bags for the tip and two bags to be given to a charity shop or taken to a car boot (which we have still not done and which I have never done) Little Boy’s room is tidy and clean for the first time in a long while. It is transformed and now I don’t have to close my eyes when going around it. Well done us and well done Little Boy for agreeing to take some stuff out of the room – poor kid likes to keep everything, a bit like his Dad, really.

Sorting out the space under the stairs was considerably more exciting – I immediately said ‘throw away everything’. But since I threw away the receipt for my new car several years back (and OH had to go through a lot of rubbish to find it) he doesn’t listen to or accept my urges to throw stuff away. So OH went patiently through loads of stuff, mostly mine and found some long forgotten treasures – my 60 years old typewriter; a really nice set of Cross pens; another Parker one, pictures, letters from my Mum. But the biggest treasure of all was a note from DS2 when he was about 15. We had this big argument because he was doing too much dope and for the first and last time I gave him a slap – Little Boy was several months old and was sitting in his high chair. The next day I found a box of chocolates and a note in my study – from DS2. Tonight we found the note – it is very poetic, full of feeling and a very loud cry for help.

He is OK now; writing hard, publishing poetry, passing his exams and no dope. He became a wonderful young man. Money Fritter, if you are reading this neither of my grown up sons has a girlfriend – when I read some of your stuff I have the feeling that Young Man has written it. I look at them and think: ‘They are lovely young men, what is wrong with girls today?’

Time to go to bed with a good book.

Firewalker