“So what do you do for fun?”

Today is a holiday here in Grenada. As I was driving home from the office this evening, I saw my neighbour dressed up and about to leave home. She had some dishes in her hand. I imagined she and her spouse were going to a friend’s home, to be joined by other friends. I silently asked myself why had I been at work, when I no longer work in a hotel, but in the financial sector, which operates Monday to Friday from 8 to 4? It reminded me of a recent conversation which had got me seriously thinking.

A few Sundays ago, I was out to lunch with a friend from overseas and her friend who lives here. As it was a few years since I had seen her, we were catching up on what each other had been doing in the intervening years. Naturally, that included whether there were any developments in the romantic arena. “Nope….no boyfriend,” I reported. Why? Well, mostly because I have always been in work situations where I work many hours, even on weekend and holidays.

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“Begin with the end in mind”

I have deep thoughts in unusual places. Most often, it is while washing dishes. On Saturday March 16, 2019, it was as I was taking a shower. What was on my mind? Death. It was the same day of Tony Beccaโ€™s funeral and since he transitioned to the great unknown on February 28, and especially that day of his funeral I thought alot about the โ€˜Dโ€™ word. This article I read recently, also got my mind going.

Every opportunity I get, I remind people that, the fact that we will all knock on deathโ€™s door, dictatesโ€ฆ…compels us evenโ€ฆโ€ฆ.to live the kind of life that we are not going to be disappointed with, when we go โ€œknock, knock, knock,โ€ or when the Grim Reaper comes for us.

As a Trainer, I have a platform and I try and capitalize on it by encouraging deep thought and introspection.

One time in a session with quarrelsome people, you know, people whose natural tendency was to find fault and just complain and quarrel about EVERYTHING.

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Shaking off my Friday Night Funk

“And so what if I just remain fat?”

This was the message which set off alarm bells and caused some to ask “what’s wrong?”

What led me to feel this way and resulted in me turning into the KFC drive-thru?

Work. More specifically, continuously feeling like I am hitting my head against a brick wall for initiatives which will make the employees better.

So I left work Friday pissed, so pissed that the only thing I felt could help me blow off steam was junk. (I paid dearly next day for having eaten the crappy food.). And I felt like I wanted to detach from the world.

After a few messages and calls Friday and Saturday, I did the self talk, dusted myself off and decided not to wallow. The other thing which shifted my perspective was overhearing a conversation between two ladies on Saturday night. 

“[Name of man friend] is always drunk. Drunk every day. He is verbally abusive to me.” ๐Ÿ˜”

Well, life is not so bad for me then.

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Man and woman…source of conflict

โ€‹Was scrolling through tv channels just now. Came across the religious station TBN. Donnie McClurkin was on. Of course I stopped. My favourite gospel artiste.

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