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In my history class, I was surprised to learn that International Workers’ Day, also known as May Day, actually has its origins here in the United States.

Yeah.  I had assumed for a long time that it was a holiday celebrated in communist countries like Cuba or the former Soviet Union. Boy, was I surprised to learn differently.

It was the very dawning of day when the term ‘dignity of labor’ meant something. ~ George E. McNeill

Over 100 years ago, workers had 10 to 16-hour workdays in really unsafe conditions right here in America. People died and were seriously injured on the job, which inspired Upton Sinclair to write The Jungle and our very own local hero Jack London to write The Iron Heel.

And, for this, at the end of the week, he will carry home three dollars to his family, being his pay at the rate of five cents per hour –
just about his proper share of the million and three quarters of children who are now engaged in earning their livings in the United States.
~ Upton Sinclair

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HAPPY EARTH DAY!

 

And also, Happy Good Friday (?) and Happy Passover, and tomorrow is Earth Day!  If one wishes happiness on those days.  But regardless, my sentiment to you is have a great day.  It’s Friday on a very Holy weekend.  Let’s celebrate what we’ve got:

  • We’ve got the Earth, which is all pretty and covered in spring blossoms and stuff
  • We’ve got wonderful and strong beliefs – no matter what those beliefs specifically are.  They’re all great!
  • We’ve got friends and family
  • We’ve got Starbucks giving out free coffee today!

Does this post sound a bit trite to you?  It’s sounding trite to me.  But you know what?  It’s spring, it’s Friday, and I’m happy.  So I don’t care of this is a bit trite.

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Well, this is going to be a fun wrap up. And also brief! Since my good old half mary on Sunday, I have not run a single mile. It wasn’t because I didn’t feel like it – in fact, I would have given anything to hit the trails. It wasn’t because the weather wasn’t conducive – we had a 60 degree day, snow, all sorts of my favorite outdoor conditions.

I didn’t run a single mile aside my 2.13 because…

I hurt myself.

Yes, I can officially say I’m a runner now, because I am fairly certain that I blew out my ankle thanks to my awesome running form last weekend.

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My boss snapped at me today. I hate when he does that. It makes me hate being at a job that I actually really enjoy. Just those two or three seconds of disrespect can wash away years of great communication and camaraderie.

Maybe a less sensitive person can just brush it aside. But I can’t. For me, those few seconds stay in my mind and slowly build into rage. That is, if I don’t do something about it right away.

I waited about an hour or so and went into his office. I said something light to start a dialogue. He laughed and engaged. Then I just blurted out, “is everything OK between us?” Fortunately, he’s used to this kind of question because over the years of working together I’ve made us “talk it out” any time I’ve sensed tension or conflict.

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I am 34 years old and no, I don’t think I know everything, but there are 10 things I’ve learned to accept about myself. Some I am proud of, most I am indifferent about, and few I just don’t care if you like it or not. This is me!  And I am not conforming for anyone… (except for myself if it makes me happy)

10) I am not a club person. I don’t like waiting in lines in weird cold, rainy, hot, humid weather wearing uncomfortable clothes and 6 inch heals just to get into a dark, crowded poorly lit box. Every once in awhile, it is fine.

But what I really love is an indie type, off the beaten path, fun, new experience that I can share with good friends. I love a place where I can laugh, hear live music, and relax while being at ‘ah’ by my surroundings.

9) I love talking and meeting new people. Love love love it! I am the happiest when I meet an awesome person that I can relate to or can learn from. I am also drawn to individuals who seem a little shy or quiet.

Since high school I have gone over to anyone who seems to themselves and start up a conversation in order to let them know they are cared about. I want to bring everyone together and make sure no one is left out.

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Desire, indulgent, pleasure, why have these tiny words become such bad unspoken phrases? I have lived off of a strict bread and no fun diet for a lonnnggggg time. A real long time. I figured if I restrict pleasure I will have a big grand life. Now, where in the world does that even make sense?

If you take away fun, you become smaller… But for some God forsaken reason something switch in my brain, and I believed for years that its best not to indulge. In anything. And I am not alone.

How many times do woman pass up dessert when out for dinner. Or let others go before them when they were the first in line. Worse of how many people have  passed up a great, once-in-a-life time event that they have been dreaming about for years, just because they have to work late.

I have been a victim of excusing myself from what I truly want. Making up excuses as why I shouldn’t, why I can’t, why I ought to never think about it. I got to the point I gave up sweets in itself because I didn’t figure I should have anything that tasty. Was I ever wrong.

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As per requested by a special person in my life, I am going to write about the differences between a favor and people pleasing. Because there is a big difference.

Before I begin, let me just admit that I have been a huge, guilty as charge, culprit of people-pleasing. That’s how I grew up, that is what I was taught, and that is what I witnessed for years.

“Always put others before yourself. Their happiness is more important than your own” is basically the message I would receive.

Through recent revaluations and by analyzing my whole life, I have come to see how backwards this message is. In actuality, it’s best to take care of yourself before helping others.

Don’t believe me? Go on any airplane, and what is the first instruction? In an event of an emergency, put on your oxygen mask (your lifeline) first before helping others. That makes sense because how can you help others when you, yourself, are half dead? Read more

I would like to let you know that I am terrible at introductions and talking about myself. I feel like whenever I have to do it, I say the same things over and over and it gets quite tiring. I’m also not one who likes to draw attention to oneself, so that’s also probably another contributing factor.

I’m now in my mid-thirties. One word you could use to describe me is geek. Though anymore that term is used really loosely, I’m pretty sure I could count as one. I like technology and I can learn pretty much any device quickly.

When I was five or six I taught myself how to do things on my dad’s work laptop. I’m also one of those rare people who loves both designing and programming. I’m helping youth who don’t have a high school diploma get their GED through a great and free online prep course. When they have their GED, they can move ahead faster!

LIFESTYLE

I’m am an avid shopper when I have the money. I do this thing called “retail therapy”, which may not be the best kind of therapy, but it does help.

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cr-education-fuel-your-schoolEmployers are quickly becoming aware of the importance of supplying their employees with ergonomic work stations. Creating an employee customizable ergonomic work space will not only lead to a happy employee ready and willing to work, but it will also ensure employees are not subjected to an environment which can aggravate existing or establish new health problems.

As the civilized world is moving workers out of the factory and into the office, health problems associated with typing and working at a computer are becoming far more prevalent. So if you do not know how to avoid RSI at work, along with the several other office health complaints – read on.

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shutterstock_125888855Have you ever noticed how many doctors there are in the world?

Ok … obviously I am not literally talking about doctors. But I’m amazed how people become doctors without ever having to go to school.

You might be shaking your head or disagreeing with me.  But think about it.

You don’t feel well.  A friend/colleague/coworker/spouse/family member asks what is wrong and you tell them your head/foot/shoulder/big toe hurt.  They may ask a follow up question, they may not. Regardless, they are almost certain to tell you (a) what is wrong with you and (b) how to treat it.

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