Less is More

Well, it's been awhile since we had a chance to visit.  The month of May was filled with birthday parties, wedding showers, graduations and of course "the wedding".  My youngest granddaughter is now a married woman.

Look out world! There are going to be some changes. There are those who would have you believe that the young people graduating from college this spring are lacking in some areas, but I am not so sure that is true. From what I see, they have great expectations, and they are willing to do what they need to do to see that those expectations happen.

In a few weeks my granddaughter and her husband will be moving to the Dallas/Ft. Worth area, far away from family and friends where she has a job with one of the nations' largest accounting firms and he will be going to graduate school.

Just two generations back her grandfather and I eloped during Christmas break. He was home on leave after completing a tour of duty with the USAF in Iceland and I was a sophomore in high school. He and I raised four children before either of us went to college.

Frankly, I think it is great that today's young people want it all now. Often the wanting is more important than the getting. It is the wanting that gives us the impetus to get out and about and find out what is out there.

All kinds of things are out there. Some are good. Some are not so good .  That is just the way life is. But as long as we want something, we have a reason to get up and get out and about. It is when we become satisfied with where we are and what we have that trouble begins, and don't ever think otherwise. Nothing is sadder than an individual who has every thing she wants.

Deep down most of us know that. That is why some folks always keep things stirred up. They mistake harmony for nothing left to do. Such a pity. For it is during times of peace that we can accompolish great things. 

For years I have been whining about having too much stuff to take care of, but I kept hanging on to things for who knows why. The past two weekends I had a yard sale. On Tuesday after the first sale I sent a truck load of stuff to Tulsa with a friend for him to donate to his lodge for their fund raiser. The second weekend I sold more than I did the first and then I sent a load of clothing to a thrift shop.

If I had the energy, I could continue for at least two more weekends. How foolish to spend so much time and money on stuff that ended up being sold for pennies on the dollar largely because I really didn't know what I wanted. But now, I think I do know. I finally understand that in many instances, less is more. Less stuff to take care of is more time to be out and about.

Fewer clothes  means less time is spent on worrying about which outfit to wear where. Just as long as what I have is appropriate and in good taste. 

Reading is a good way to spend time. However, I find it much more invigorating to be out and about talking to people than it is to read about what someone has done. I much prefer listening to someone tell her story. I learn more that way. So what am I doing with 500 books? Beats the heck out of me, and come fall most of them are going to be somewhere other than under my roof.

Well, it's past my bedtime. I am going to call it a night.  I hope you have a wonderful week. Stay away from Wal-Mart. Take a walk around the block and get acquainted with your  neighbors.

Until next time,
I bid you peace.