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I had a day recently that I wasn’t especially looking forward to the activities planed. But that day brought me great insight that I did not expect. I would say it was mind boggling when I sat down early the next morning in my quiet and processed what I all learned. It was incredibly insightful. Much of what I learned seemed to make sense that I didn’t understand before. Happenstance, na, I don’t think soooo folks!

AI says--Insight is a profound and often sudden understanding of a complex situation or problem. It can come from personal reflection, unexpected events, or new experiences that challenge previously held beliefs. Insight brings clarity and a deeper comprehension of oneself and the world. This newfound awareness transforms how one perceives and interacts with their surroundings, leading to personal growth and enriched perspectives.

Sooooo, an experience seemed to open my eyes to opportunities, and my heart to others. I’m cautiously excited! I like opportunities soooo let’s see what happens. I didn’t plan this experience soooo I’m not planning how this will all play out. It’s beyond me (i.e. I will need major help with this). I’m just another bozo on the bus. I know that! RickyRick puts it in proper perspective for me—"A thousand years from today, if Earth is still spinning, there won’t be a Microsoft or a Hollywood scene. Most countries won’t even exist, because no earthly kingdom lasts forever. Even many of the things we love today will be gone.” Now that is hard for me to get my pee sized mind around!

Insight from the folks I play picklelball with—A lady said the reason she wasn’t playing very well was that she gets up at 5! Another gal asked her what in the world do you do at 5 in the morning—I just fart around! A guy said—I get up at 5 and and just fart around too. He said he always had a job or a business which forced him to get up early. But, at 3 in the afternoon, I’m shot; you can stick a fork in me! Another gal said she gets up many times at night and then goes back to bed; my sleeping pattern is erratic.

I like to occasionally go to Costco and have a hot dog. I just plain enjoy a hot dog and the experience of Costco. It is really fun for me. Hey, almost everyone enjoys a hotdog at Costco! SusieQ says—There is class and then there is classy class and then there is useful class! But ultimately, class is a timeless quality that reflects inner values and external expressions, making it a beacon of human decency and excellence. We ran into an old acquaintance of Jeanne and she described her as a classy lady. How do we define a classy person? MissPerfect says—I want class, how do I get it? Give me some insight, please.  Saturday question—Does WallyTheCat down the street have class? Soooo when eating my hotdog at Costco I met a couple who were classy, just plain classy, and they were eating a hotdog toooo! They said that they just plain enjoy a  Costco hot dog ever once in a while and just plain enjoy the atmosphere like I do. Sooooo there you go! We had just a great time together. Bingo! But the headline in the paper read--TSA reminder: Costco card isn't really Real ID card!

I wanted to do business with a certain company soooo Jeanne and I went in to talk to them. The office manager helped us who was a very neat, professional, personal gal who really knew her stuff. I asked her what her tattoo said on her arm—she explained it is part of her freedom, her freedom of being a free person after 17 years of being mentally and physically abused by her husband. She said it’s like a new life and told us her feelings. I asked her if she was a believer—she was but said she also believes in aliens, but I guess angels are sorta kinda aliens! She gave us some insight of being an abused person; we just can’t imagine that! Something quite interesting to us was that she became friends with folks of the Native American Nation and they really helped her exit this tough part of her life.

OrdinaryJane says--As I get older a.k.a. more mature it appears that a lot of the things on the rat race and the treadmill of live don’t matter as much to me and in some cases don’t matter at all. As a result, I seem to become freer from some of my expectations and don’t have to prove this or prove that. And in some cases, my age forces me; I have no choice, we just age out; we just can’t do it anymore. Maybe, just maybe, it is good to recognize that and move forward while understanding that. Maybe that’s a good insight! Could be! And what’s even worse is that many times we are forced by circumstances to change; we have no choice!  Such is life. Ouchy ouchy!

Got this text from our grandkids--Today Me and Easton were out playing pickle ball at the park by ourselves. An old couple came over and asked to play with us. Me and Easton aren’t very good but they still wanted to play a game with us and help teach us! It was a super amazing learning experience and we had a great time. They reminded me of you!

More insight from the folks I play pickleball with—I told them I was going to a funeral; it’s a friend of Jeanne. I didn’t know her and won’t know anyone there. Here’s the insight they told me—erv, just learn one line and use in on everyone—are you ready for it—I didn’t know BettySue but everything I heard about her was very good! erv, you just can’t go wrong with that line. Then go and eat the lunch!

I was reminded once again that I don’t know everything!  Maybe you might not like to hear this but you don’t know everything either no matter what you think!  hahaha  I also was reminded once again that two gifts that we can give folks are:  to be a good gift receiver (i.e. accept a gift graciously) and to give the people the gift of asking for their help (i.e. even if we think we know everything). This might be an insight, just maybe!  But what do I know! My mentor said to me many times—All people get better after they die! Soooo maybe people will think I will know more after I die! Could be! But I doubt it!

Aristotle said--"The whole is greater than the the sum of its parts" Sooooo I went to the grave side service and the celebration of life at a restaurant of Jeanne’s friend who she taught with for years.  The deceased was a member of a teaching staff with maybe a dozen or more of those teachers who were there who all taught together for many years at Knob Hill Elementary.. Jeanne introduced them to me. They all had a story; some sad, some happy, some a mess and others better. I actually learned a lot from this experience (i.e. a really great experience for me). It was a great opportunity for me to see the whole! Of course, Jeanne had a blast (i.e. after a while I sorta kinda got bored). I did have a conversation with a couple who I really enjoyed. We had a similar situation and had a very good, insightful conversation. I thought of a sticker I saw on a car when we were going down Yakima Ave on our way to the restaurant that said—I came I saw I left early! No no, I didn’t leave early but could of. You probably have been there; about sooo much and then enough is enough! But Jeanne couldn’t get enough of it! I was the only spouse of all those teachers there! I wonder why! hahaha I tell you what, I was not a part of the sum of the parts! hahaha

Have a FUN day my friends unless you have other plans. (-:

erv

MyDeceasedFriendJean said--Either you run the day, or the day runs you.