NaBloPoMo August 2014

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Mnemonic is the theme for NaBloPoMo August 2014. Since most of this blog is largely based on observations, I have to be careful when it comes to how I document the observations that later become blog posts. I’ve lost so many possible blog posts that were initially flashes of inspiration.

I’m pretty excited to spend this month discussing memories. Have pen and paper  and/or electronic device(s) ready folks. You may want to take notes.

I’ve Got This

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When I initially looked at the prompts for this month’s NaBloPoMo, I was a bit stumped. I didn’t think that I could write about mnemonics for an entire month. But I signed up for it so I had to see it through. So I took a deep breath and told myself “I got this”.

Actually, I’ve had to tell myself this a lot this month.

I have to say August has been a trying month. Death hit really close to home and setbacks knocked me off my feet. I’m tired of being in my feelings, but nothing gets accomplished by doing nothing?

I’ve got this.

To be fair, the month hasn’t been all bad. There were some bright spots. I scored some great deals on items/services I really needed and got some great ideas for future projects. Most importantly, I gained some much needed clarity.

I felt compelled to share this because we all go through storms. You can mope about it for a bit, but you have to dust yourself off, get up, and prepare to fight your way through the storm. Trouble doesn’t last always.

You’ve got this.

 

A Bad Memory Holds the Key to Happiness

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My bad memories aren’t so bad. In fact, those bad memories contributed to my overall happiness.

If this sounds absolutely ridiculous, hear me out.

My life consists of good and bad memories. I can’t afford to forget the bad memories because the lessons I learned are too valuable.

Those lessons I learned keep me from repeating the same mistakes that initially created the lessons.  Not having to endure that again makes me a happier person.

When you put it that way, it doesn’t sound that ridiculous, does it?

 

How I Remember Ideas for Blog Posts

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Ideas for blog posts tend to come out of nowhere. Emphasis on nowhere. After forgetting countless ideas, I finally have a system to record the initial idea before they disappear. It’s nothing fancy, but it works for me.

Ready? Here we goooo…

1. Evernote

- I love, love, love Evernote! If my phone is nearby, I use my Evernote app to jot down blog ideas and/or the source of inspiration. It’s pretty awesome.

2. Post-it Notes

- I literally have these in every room of my apartment and I also have them in my car. Gotta be ready when the ideas hit, then I can just stick them to whatever is nearby and come back to it later. Now that it’s back to school season, I can stockpile these things for little to no money spent.

3. Repetition

- When I don’t have access to Evernote or Post-it Notes, I use repetition. I repeat key aspects of the blog idea until I’m able to jot down the idea. This isn’t the most reliable part of the system, but it works.

This is my system. Again, nothing fancy. I’m always looking for more tools to add to my system. The woes of being a blogger, always on the hunt for something better, haha!

 

Do You Remember The Time?

While working on a potential post for today, I kept singing Michael Jackson’s “Remember The Time”. I’ve said in a previous post how inspiration tends to appear in the strangest of places. Today is no different. While singing, I thought about the last time I was in love. The song is a reminder of good memories and I wanted to share it with you.

Do you remember the last time you were in love?

 

 

 

 

Grade School Memories

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I am forever grateful to have been in grade school at a time where teachers taught students life skills versus curriculum based on standardized tests. My favorite grades in school were second and fifth. I can recall two lessons that have a profound effect on me as an adult.

In second grade (circa 1989), my teacher spoke about common sense. I can’t remember her entire speech about common sense, but there were two sentences that stuck with me. Common sense cannot be taught. You either have it or you don’t. 

As an adult, I never realized how many folks have no common sense. All the book sense in the world, but couldn’t chew gum and walk to save their lives. Baffles the hell outta me.

In fifth grade (circa 1992), my teacher taught my class how to complete IRS form 1040EZ. For someone who hates math, this was a fun math lesson. I learned the importance of independence. My teacher explained that if you don’t learn how to do your own taxes, how will you know that someone else would do them correctly for you? Makes sense right?  I refuse to pay someone to do something I can do myself.

I’m so appreciative to all the educators who taught me life lessons that have carried into adulthood. Now that I’ve finished this post, I’m going to finish unclogging the dishwasher.

See ya tomorrow,

 

MsWalton