Time zones are so tricky, math is not fun!

So, you have the Eastern Time Zone, Mountain Time, Central and Pacific. I grew up in Eastern and lived in that time zone until a little over a year ago and that’s what I base my time on and do the math against. But believe me, it gets so confusing!

Mountain, where I am in Denver, is two hours behind, Central is an hour and Pacific is three, you confused yet? I had a call today with my counselor, she is Pacific, three hours behind and I called her from Denver, 2 hours behind, but one hour ahead of her. How about them apples! I had the hardest time figuring out when we could talk!

Another tough one is when you’re in a certain location and want to watch a specific tv show, but forget that you’re in central and the times are off. Watch something recorded, that helps!

Right now, I’m sitting in Denver and writing my post at 10:34, but for everyone back in Ann Arbor, Atlanta, Boston and NY, it’s 12:34, help! When I first moved to Colorado, I kept my east coast hours, so I worked 7a-3pm, think I ever felt like I was playing hooky at the end of the day, yup!

How about the extreme time differences, as in Hawaii being 5 hours behind Eastern or other countries like France being 6 hours ahead! I remember being in Paris for New Years Eve one year and was wishing people a Happy New Year at 6pm in NYC and Atlanta, GA! Ha ha!

Well, time zones are confusing, but wherever you are and whatever you are doing in your time zone, I hope you’re having a good time!

I applied for TSA pre-check a few weeks ago and this morning, looked and I got it!

I love that I would get it randomly, but now, I have it all the time and it cost me $85 for five years, how can you go wrong!

The thing that gets me now with traveling is since they got the X-ray scanners, they still have the metal detectors and you never know which one you’re going to have to go through until you get up there. That determines what I am going to have to remove.

You would also think that since this is pre-check and I don’t have to remove laptop, shoes, etc, I wouldn’t have to worry about my belt or jewelry. Not so. Today, first “official” pre-check and I had to remove my belt, bracelet, ankle weights. When I go through the scanner and not pre-check, I don’t have to do any of that!

Just tell me when I’m walking through security what it’s going to be! Let’s see what happens on my next flight!

I’m so very glad I have good reflexes!

Tonight, one of my greatest fears almost came true and so glad it didn’t.

I was driving back to the hotel about 8:45 pm and as the light had changed for me, I drove forward, not expecting someone to run the opposite light.

Having quick reflexes saved me from being t-boned.

People, please see be careful!

Not all jokes are funny. It’s just a fact.

What’s funny to you may not be funny to me, c’mon, who’s kidding, I’ll probably laugh, even when it’s not funny. And of course, what’s not funny to me may be hysterical to you.

My dad cracks me up with the jokes he tells me, I get some good material from him and one of my favorite things about driving to LKs house is a pest control company that has a marquee with jokes, a lot of bug related jokes “What do you get when you mix an insect and a rabbit: bugs bunny!” “What’s smarter than a talking parrot: A spelling bee!” I’ll be here all week folks!

For the book I’m writing, JSAC suggested I use some of the jokes as chapter headers, what a great idea. Something to make you laugh, hopefully without crying after.

Do you love going to comedy clubs or watching comedians on tv? I do! Do you get some good material to share with friends? Where else will you learn?

As they say, one man’s trash is another man’s treasure, same thing with jokes, right? So, what makes you giggle, snicker, laugh, guffaw, crack up, snort? Please share, I love to laugh!

So to speak.

As I mentioned, I went to Atlanta this weekend to try to sell my furniture so that the renters can move in on Friday! What? wow that was quick! Well, that’s what I said anyway.

I drove to my house Friday and it hit me, this was going to be the last two nights I was going to spend in that house.That was a big revelation. 

I keep hearing that I can always go back and I can, but…I live in Denver now and really like it and if I moved back to Georgia, i don’t think I’d live in Loganville, I’d live closer to downtown, ITP or Inside The Perimeter. But..as I said, i like Colorado and I don’t see myself moving back, I feel at home there.

In addition, the house has been rented, for at least a year, hopefully two, maybe even longer or maybe at some point it will get sold, but I don’t live there anymore. I had been ok packing last year, I don’t think I really had time to get emotional, it was all happening so quickly. This time, I was still moving fast, but over the last year, I’ve spent a bunch of time at the house and now, that’s not going to happen anymore. 

When I packed last year, I didn’t feel anything sad, i was moving to something new and I had already removed most evidence of the wasband. This time, it was a little weird. I was taking things down for the last time and as I did that, the walls got more bare and things started to hit me a little. Nothing major, just a little here and there. There were one or two moments as I was packing things or moving them I thought to myself, “if it wasn’t for the wasband, I wouldn’t be here doing this or by myself” and then i got over that post haste. 

I can tell you seeing the walls bare was a little unsettling, almost as if the life I built never happened, like a clean slate. But then I think about being in Colorado and Michigan and all the amazing experiences I had in Georgia and that house and what my life is like now and I’m happy. 

And the best part…I will have more financial freedom, I say that I work a corporate job to pay for my house and to a certain extent that is true. When I go to Atlanta, I will be able to couch surf and see all my friends and family that I want and not have to worry about checking on the house or driving all the way out there. There have been some very bright spots.

Luckily, I had to rush to get to the airport or I probably would have thought about it even more, but I have my memories and a whole mess o’stuff! besides, it was just a shell, it’s what we put into it that counts. And, as my friend JSAC says, “It’s all good” 

Today started early and it’s now wrapping up, may I pass out now?

Today started at 7 AM, and I’m getting into bed right now. 6 am will be here before you know it!

I have so many things to tell you about, but you’ll just have to wait!