Facebook Finished

Well, I’ve done it now.

In my pursuit of holiness, I deleted my Facebook account.

Purplelinda is Grumpy Dwarf

Who me???

 

(I promise, this hasn’t turned into a purely religious blog, but I write about my life.…)

I’m sure people will roll their eyes, when they see that.   I tried to get off a month or so ago. That lasted all of 3 days.    Well, try, try again!

There were just too many things that I had to hide, and block, and unfollow.    It was getting to be a serious pain.   So, in order not to have to worry about what people were posting, that showed up on MY news feed, I just figured getting out was the best option for me.

Really, the worst thing was yesterday.    A friend commented on another person’s post, so that post showed up in my feed.    When I saw the tiny profile pic of that unknown person, it looked funny, {funny hinky, not funny haha}.    So, I went to that person’s page.    Their profile pic was a pic of their crotch!!   Pants pulled down, and crotch shot for all the world to see.    I was so shocked and disgusted!     I immediately reported her, and the post, and messaged her to please take down that offensive pic.

Facebook purports to ban nudity.    So, how did a nude crotch shot make it by???

Yeah, I’m fighting too hard to keep my mind on the things of God to keep fighting all that, just to have social time.   So, I’m finished.

If ya wanna email, just leave a comment, and I’ll email you.

Let’s talk.

(Oh yeah, now I gotta find another source for my memes, for Sarah Eliza.   But, hey, hunting stuff is good for me.    I was getting too lazy there.)

Nony Need

I’ve talked about Nony, (Dana White) and my love

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LOVE!

for her several times.  I even wrote a post, (or 2, maybe 3?) about her and how she’s inspired and helped me.

So, after writing  Reminiscing, I told her.

Your comment on the post Stopping in the Middle of a Whole House Decluttering Project has a new reply

Here is your comment:

I wrote about you on my blog today.
https://purpleslobinrecovery.wordpress.com/2016/01/28/reminiscing-rememberances/
You are seriously why people can now come to my door pretty much any time, and be able to find a place to sit! And use the facilities without me screaming: NO! Don’t go in there!
Finding you saved my life, homemaking wise.
I can never thank you enough.

Melinda —— 2016-01-28 19:55:39

ugly green iron chair

Ugly green, but it’s a place to sit!

(And it’s empty, available to actually sit in!!!!)
Here is her answer:
Oh Melinda! Thank you so much for sharing this. You have been through so much and come so far!

Dana White —— 2016-01-28 21:15:16

 

See why I love her??   She is a sweet, truly Christian woman, who gives herself to serve others.   We need more Nonys in this world!!

Paperless Problem

Good thing I was already sitting down, because a horrible thing happened.  I had run outta tp!

This is shocking!!!   A tragedy of Herculean proportions for a Hawkins!  (my maiden name)

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It hasn’t happened in years, and YEARS!!   (I have a serious phobia of running out, due to being really poor during childhood, and all the hideous experiences with running out of tp.  Nope, can’t even talk about it.  You don’t know what I suffered as a child!

Well, if you must know, it started out with the kleenex, which was fine.  Then it was the paper napkins, NOT fine!!  Then the paper towels, worse than NOT fine!!  And more worser- you can’t flush them!!!   Then Sears catalogs, then finally corn cobs!

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 True story! It happened in Grma’s out house!!  She was renovating the real bathroom at the time.  And it wasn’t long, but it felt like an ETERNITY!!   That’s when I almost didn’t go for a week!  (haha  Scared of spiders, snakes, and that ain’t what it takes to love me…)

I have PTTPLSD because of it all.   Post-Traumatic-Toilet-Paper-Lessness-Stress Disorder.  They had to create a new category in the DSM-V just for me.

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So, there I was.   Stumped, had to think hard!  Ended up, having to use kleenex.   sigh   Coulda been worse!!  What if I’d only had paper towels??????   ARGH!  {runs screaming into the night at even the THOUGHT of it!}

toilet paper hoard

I’m not sure I have enough yet. Maybe 1 more trip??

Now I’m set!

Strawberry Startings

If you missed any of the story: go here:

Part 1, Strawberry City, part 2, Man Giant, part 3, Strawberry Banquet, part 4, Strawberry Love, part 5, Strawberry Slush, part 6, Strawberry Sickness, part 7 Strawberry Daiquiri, part 8, Strawberry School, part 9, Strawberry Struggles, part 10, Strawberry Sessions.

a blog.  What would she talk about?  Well, her house was a mess, and clutter had followed her to this place.

She hadn’t thought too much about messes, and clutter, what with all the excitement of Strawberry Grandbaby

Emilia_037being born.  Then the hospital, rehab, and therapy.

But, once she started thinking about it, that’s ALL Strawberry Girl could think about.

She was sick and tired of messes , and clutter.  Ranch Man was working hard, but all he could do is keep up with day to day stuff, feeding and caring for an invalid, semi-invalid, and a baby.

So, Strawberry Girl made up her mind to clean up her own messes, and clutter, and document the process.

She found other blogs that inspired her, so she began.

At first, all she could do is sweep under the high chair.

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Then, she would sit down exhausted.  Of course, her fingers weren’t tired!  Just her back, and legs, and arms, so she could write her blog posts.

Gnome-system

And so she wrote, and wrote, and wrote.

To Be Continued….

(After a week’s break. Sorry, Laura!  Hang in there!)

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Link-party-site monday madness

New-Sunday-Features-I-Love-To-Party     inspire mon

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