Mexico was cancelled. David had to work on Friday so it was just me in my rental car, headed south towards the border...
Training on Thursday was short and sweet—1:00 PM - 5:00 PM. But it was worth the drive. My supervisor is very charismatic, dynamic, and inspirational.
Updated August 16, 2015 at 04:41 PM by realitybites
Tucson/Puerto Pensaco, Mexico trip August 13-17.
Tampa FL trip October 14-20.
Woo-hoo. Can't wait.
Updated August 5, 2015 at 02:30 PM by realitybites
Symbols can be powerful—evoking strong emotions to rise to the surface from some deep, out of view space. I have been subjected to three Confederate flags this last week—all were flying from long wood poles alongside the US flag—both attached to the beds of four wheel drive trucks, validating at least one stereotype perfectly. OK. This is Arizona. I am not in the South. The West should not feel any affiliation or loyalty to the Confederacy. What exactly are these fools embracing and expressing by
Updated July 13, 2015 at 02:26 AM by realitybites
I am not superstitious and I certainly think Karma is bunk. But something makes me hesitate shouting at the top of my lungs, "life is good," out of fear that I will jinx myself—that the hubris police will come cracking down and put me back in my miserable place. Maybe I am simply not used to success. It feels different. I feel vulnerable. Could I lose it all in a moment's notice?
I should feel I deserve this chance at greatness. Haven't I suffered enough? I don't want
Updated June 13, 2015 at 08:09 PM by realitybites
I need a break. Wow, has it been a taxing and intense last six weeks. My training ended last Friday. I have been set free to sink or swim. Yesterday was Crazy with a capital C. Five appointments! Fortunately all were pleasant and patient—while I got my footing. Everyone has been telling me it takes years to learn this job and they still don't know everything. I think that is reassuring. I still haven't decided.
I will still be traveling to Flagstaff on Thursdays to meet with clients
Updated May 19, 2015 at 01:19 PM by realitybites
I'm a survivor. I have survived two major medical illnesses. Why have I arrived on the other side whereas others with similar illnesses have lost the battle or are continuing to fight for their lives—daily, hourly? Why me? Why not me?
When I got spinal cancer at age 16, I could have felt pity for myself. Instead I decided not to be a victim but rather a warrior. I was going to live, dammit. Thirty years later, I remain cancer free. I have a few scars—battle wounds—but I am walking
Updated May 18, 2015 at 07:37 PM by realitybites
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Whoa, my plants are huge—both standing over four feet tall!
Bud has twenty tomatoes so far.
Ben has 19.
Updated June 28, 2015 at 06:54 PM by realitybites
Have a V-8 spritzer! In a very large glass with lots of ice, mix a 12 ounce can of V-8 Low Sodium with a 12 ounce can of seltzer. Drink with straw. Have one at lunch and one mid-afternoon. Will keep you full, hydrated, and satisfied until dinner
Updated April 28, 2015 at 02:15 PM by realitybites
I am in training up in Flagstaff for the next two weeks. I opted to commute back and forth rather than campout in Flag. Needless to say after yesterday's fourteen-hour-day, I am a zombie.
Now, I know you know I am not big on fast food—certainly not greasy, salt-laden stuff. I am so inexperienced at the whole drive through window thing that I actually hit the curb pulling up to the takeout window. Could have something to do with exhaustion as well. Anyhow, I am not familiar with any
Updated April 9, 2015 at 03:09 AM by realitybites