Tomorrow is Thanksgiving. Forgive me for not being in the mood to post about the things I am thankful for. I’ve been avoiding my blog because blogging would be labeling myself emotional and depressed. Truthfully, thats where I am in my life right now - along with a lot of other people in this country. I feel sympathy for them as well.

While I’m not ignorant to the fact that my amount of suffering pails in comparison to others in the world, I can’t just “overcome” it right now. Its a process. I’m working on it.

All I can say is its an uphill struggle, and I’m fighting right there alongside everyone else. I know some would rather I put on a front and pretend that everything is rosie but it just isn’t going to happen.

Sometimes I feel silly posting my deepest thoughts and daily life happenings on the internet. After all, once something is in cyber space, there is no “deleting” it - it is out there whether you like it or not. But for some reason (maybe I need mental help?), I feel better about myself when I know I’ve put my thoughts out there.

I’ve had some sort of blog or another for years now. I got my blogging start on Teen Open Diary - don’t bother going to look for it now, it’s been gone for a while - where I networked with a lot of people my age who were going through the same type of life events and could offer support, understanding and compassion. I made friends on that blogging site that I still keep in contact with today to some extent.

So I suppose it isn’t silly after all. It’s another way to connect with your peers - and with those who you’d probably never have gotten the opportunity to meet otherwise. I’ve met some amazing people from which I have learned so much about life just by reading their blogs, heading their warnings, and using their advice to my advantage.

As an observer, I don’t always have to learn my lessons by making my own mistakes. Learning from others mistakes comes just as easily and without consequence. Maybe one of these days, one of my mistakes will offer the same bit of knowledge to someone reading this blog..and the wheel of knowledge will come full circle.

No blogging. I’ve been under the weather lately. Probably won’t change until I find out what’s going on.

Lately, my wireless connection at home has been atrocious. If I get outside of a 20ft radius of the router the connection drops to “Low” or “Very Low.” So this morning I finally had enough.  I ran several optimization tools (while I crossed my fingers and hoped they weren’t secretly opening back doors to my private data) and then realized in tiny print under suggestions, “connection works best within 10ft radius of router.”

Would someone please explain to me what the point of having wireless internet capabilities is if you cannot go farther than 10ft away from the router and expect good service?  I mean, that kind of defeats the purpose, wouldn’t you agree? So after pointing that out (I think I MAY have scared the poor guy half to death) the Verizon tech specialist I was speaking to decided to ship me a new router pronto (how lovely!)

He then suggested I google wireless refreshers and see if maybe I can find a good deal on them because they fixed his wireless signal woes.  He seemed very sincere - after all, he didn’t suggest a brand name and Verizon doesn’t sell wireless refreshers. He was very nice. A breath of fresh air after going around and around in circles with optomization tools, speed tests, connection wizards, quickhelp installations, registry entries, and automated answering services.. etc. etc., I think you get the idea!

I’m almost certain now that the adapter on the desktop in my dining room/office area is just too far away from the router in my bedroom to pick up an adequate signal in which case wireless refreshers are probably my answer.  So not that I am complaining at ALL… I really appreciate what Verizon guy did - he was incredibly helpful and gracious..but uh, what am I going to do with two wireless FiOS modems?

Maybe I’ll sell it on Ebay. (LOL)

Sold the Toyota. I have mixed feelings about it. On one hand, its just a machine.  It had a lot of miles on it. It needed new shocks, a new wiper motor, 4 new tires, and soon a new windshield thanks to a gravel truck on the highway.. All of that stuff adds up. But it was mine. And I went through a lot of growing up with that car. It was kind of like selling an old friend. I’m getting misty eyed thinking about it…

Goodbye yesterday. Hello tomorrow.