For the Good Things

I’m sure everyone was happy to find the temps above freezing today when in hopes that much of the remaining ice and snow would get melted off our streets and sidewalks. I personally made sure the loosening ice was shoveled off not just my section of those retarded pavers, but also several other storefronts to the south of my building. We can never do too much paying forward in these times, can we?

Most of my morning was spent helping another on what appeared to be a daunting clean-up project. Since it was above freezing, I was able to work outdoors much longer than I’d expected, and did manage to make at least a noticeable dent in such chaos. As always, whenever confronted with a large task, I’ve always considered it best to start in one area, and then work at getting that section done before even thinking of moving onto something else.

When I returned to my office, I decided to get back at getting my storage room fully arranged so I wouldn’t be having that unfinished task hanging over my head in the coming weeks. Since I was never happy with the looks or features of two filing cabinets, I removed all the files and took them out to be picked up by a junk hauler. I then went and picked up two more that were more suitable for my needs and placed them where the others stood, and then filled them with the files I’d set aside.

After that was done, all I had left to do was clean, vacuum, and then bag up all the things that should’ve been sent to the dumpster months ago. I was a bit shocked that I’d spent over three hours there, but when I gave it all a good look-over before turning off the lights, I’d say that room now looks better than it ever has.

By the time I got changed out of my work clothes, it was nearly the time my 4:30 appointment was to arrive, and luckily I was prepared because the buyer walked in a little early. We had a nice chat, and then all the needed docs were signed. We visited a little more, and then bid my farewell because I was definitely running on fumes from today’s work-out. In spite of my likely having a few aches and pains tomorrow morning, I’m very glad to have accomplished my self-appointed task of getting that storage room arranged for this year.

I did take a short break this afternoon to visit with one of my friends who happened to be in the Downtown. The main reason for my catching up with her, was to find out how her new job was working out, and then very thankful when hearing it’s going well, because she’s one of those who doesn’t give herself enough credit for her abilities, and when in today’s “world of work”, it seems all the more are overly tooting their “weak” horns, while the soft-spoken juggernauts, find themselves over-looked by management. Yes, I’m sadly aware of how all the more expect to be given medals for not working to the best of their abilities. Hmmm, shall we consider it’s because they’re too busy checking their smartphones every five or ten minutes.

I heard a pleasant story from a buyer recently in regards to how little we humans give thanks to others, along with nearly never showing the slightest of gratefulness for the good things that’ve happened in their lives. The story was heart-felt, and I fully thanked the person for sharing, but I also extended that story’s meaning by insisting that all the many more in our society aren’t thankful or grateful, because this business of entitlement is making all of them believe that everything that comes their way, is owed to them. Oh well, I’m just happy to encounter all those many dear souls in our midst who’re making up for the failures of others. I call them my, “Kernels of kindness.”

Just these past weeks, I’ve been getting catalogs sent to me from seed houses who’re promoting their seeds and supplies. They’re fun to page thru, but I’m definitely not having a garden this year until our City’s deer population is greatly diminished. There’s no way I’m going to go to all that work and expense, and then in a night or two, have an entire garden ruined by those free-loading varmints. I tell everyone that if they want to have a bountiful garden, they must have very tall fences, and strong enough to keep the deer, raccoons, and rabbits out.

Just today, I happened to notice a stand of young fruit trees that had already been stripped clean of their tender bark by the deer. I’m sure the owners are livid over it, but they’ll soon come up to speed in how many steps they’ll have to take in keeping those devils from reaching the young trunks and branches of their young fruiting trees.

Whenever reading how much or State is wanting to see more fruit trees planted out in the countryside, I can’t help wondering, “And who’s going to keep the deer from killing them before they’re old and strong enough to bear fruit?” As far as I’m concerned, the DNR needs to allow their populations to be reduced by 90%, because there’d still be more than enough roaming around our great State.

Tonight’s one-liner is: All wish to possess knowledge, but few, comparatively speaking, are willing to pay the price.

Joe Chodur

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