Today I was broker than broke.
In the sense that I had no extra money anywhere on me. I've been trying to save a nickel here and there and carrying money just to carry money is not good for me.
I know my weakness for buying, so I try not to have it there.
But today, I couldn't get my usual scrambled egg & cheese at the coney like I do maybe two to three times a week. ( Once I master cooking eggs in the microwave i'll give up this luxury.) I also didn't grab a piece of meat from last nights dinner to bring to work.
(That's had been nice all chopped up in the egss and cheese if I had brought them.)
So I sat at my desk with the office tea I had made and pondered about what to eat.
Opening up the junk drawer, I sighed in disappointment because I had not refilled it since I went on the bread fast about a month ago. Now all that was in there were some old cookies that I quickly tossed away.
Next, I had an apple I had brought early last week as well. The brown mark in the middle was annoying me, so I put that on my desk to stare at it trying to convince myself that the health benefits were greater than the contamination levels it might hold.
Digging down in my extra stuff box that I usually will throw things in when I know I might need it later, low and behold, I pulled up this:
Now being that it's not even name brand would send alarms to my head.
But I was hungry and you know what, I wasn't acting too picky on the matter. I hate it when I have to fight with my stomach other than fast.
On my lunch break, I opened it while trying not to pay attention to what I was going to be eating and warmed it up. It was rather liquefy and I worried that it might spill over on the cheap paper plates.
I still endured and hurried to engulf it while I still had the courage or the determination to answer my stomach's calls.
It went down easy and I was even able to digest an old Sierra Mists I had in my "need it later" box as well without throwing it back up.
Yah me!
The no brand food quelled the monster in me and I was ready to go back and be a good employee to take calls.
A no brand can of food and an old bottle of pop.
I feel good
I said all this to say...
Sometimes you just need the little things to get by....
In life we look so much on things we don't have or things we'd rather have and we miss the things we do have.
I've repeated my statement from my last post, but really are we asking too much when we really have all we need in life already.
True, everyone wants more success in some kind of way in life, but how can we appreciate that new success if we never sit back and try to enjoy the successes we already have.
Applying this same concept to a relationship, I'm often thinking of the 80/20 rule. When we think that it's so much better to be in the land of the 20, while we are holding the 80.
When in a relationship with a person, we have to look for the little things that we love about them and though they may not be the Chef BoyArdee Brand or the fresh bottle of Sprite, you can still be happily full with what they can offer, while working together for that big meal you both can share... together.
Yeah, I'm just ranting and raving from How To Love A Black Woman perspective.
Kisses!




















































