The modern thinking of the miserable mind believes that dividing your time between your duties to our families, our work, our communities, our God, and getting our own lives presentable is morally wrong - emblematic of selfishness and privilege.
But what happens to all those hours that were once devoted to that? How do you fill up that time when all those elements which make for a challenging but satisfying life are considered anathema?
Once you remove those priorities, you're left with "you." And that "you" is a relentless chaos of anxiety, fear, self-pity and perhaps worst of all: envy. An envy directed at all those who still believe in those duties you have abandoned.
it's not the simplest equation to reverse, but it's our responsibility to help that reversal take place.
Congratulation to @SGKusmertz, @bek1, and @wilbner. Your questions were chosen for tonight’s Ask Joe and the Panelists.
@SGKusmertz If you could have one song play when you enter a room, what would it be?
@bek1 Do you usually feel excited or stressed out about going back to school after summer break?
@wilbner What was the best prank you’ve ever pulled?
Congratulations to @Ted_Prohowich. Your question was chosen for tonight’s Ask Greg and the Panelists.
@Ted_Prohowich What's your back to school advice?
I spotted some creepy little eggs nestled on one of the tomato branches. I reached in to hold the branch for Mark to cut. BIG MISTAKE. Turns out the “branch” was a tomato hornworm, and when it moved, I screamed, jumped, and apparently decided gardening was officially over for the day. 😂
Let’s just say the tomatoes can fend for themselves. I’m going inside
“Ensconsed in St. Joe”
Missouri.
At a ‘Loves’ RV Spot. Just water and electric.
375 mile, 4 state day (SD, IA, NB, MO).
We got out of Mitchell SD late today, even for us.
Almost 11:30 am.
Last night around 02:00, the sky opened, and announced ‘The End of the World’.
“Thunder, lightning
Very very exciting
Knock on wood!”
No wood knocking, but the thunder and lightning were exciting, sounding like it was directly on top of us.
Then came the deluge.
Like ‘pouring piss from a boot’.
It wasn’t a downpour, it was waves crashing ashore.
This morning we arose around 06:00, to find our rig sitting in a foot of water.
We therefore waited for the water to drain off.
No, no it didn’t., it stayed mostly ankle deep on me.
I then ‘broke camp’ wearing flip flops. Luckily the service (driver’s) side was just mud and grass that had recently been cut.
I disconnected all of our services while my bride prepped the interior.
My flip flops were now the size of snow shoes, a combination of red mud and grass clippings. We ...
