tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-83857804036088526102024-03-13T13:04:12.859-05:00Cloud & Pond.............take a dip in the pond...@ miss autumnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17119691335567999843noreply@blogger.comBlogger71125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8385780403608852610.post-21583170449654567042018-10-27T08:44:00.004-05:002021-03-21T22:06:22.179-05:00What you keep...<br />
<i><b><span style="background-color: white;">Someone will read this and wonder why I had any feelings of loss after purging all my randomly or seldomly used belongings.</span></b></i><div><span style="background-color: white;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span><div>
<i><b><span style="background-color: white;"> I can remember like it was yesterday looking at my small pink radio clock that I had since college. The image is so potent and vivid because I saw it at the bottom of the clear plastic bag that I tossed it in. My heart ached as I looked at it but I wanted order; everything needed a purpose and place. I considered getting it out but decided against it because it didn’t match anything that I now owned. Because I didn’t question myself...no words.</span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span style="background-color: white;"><br /></span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span style="background-color: white;">In a </span><span style="background-color: white;">perfect</span> world</b></i>, if desired you could go back into your past and recover items that you’ve lost. Items that seemed unimportant, invisible, but were precious and irreplaceable. </div><div>To touch and hold these belongings again in their last known state would be awesome.</div><div>To be like an Alice in Wonderland, escaping to another world where long lost relics sit waiting to be rescued. It has to be possible for someone at least for a short while. </div><div>Unfortunately, I belong to a group of people that wanted free space, I didn’t want random belongings cluttering my empty living space. I wanted to be able to pick-up and move at a moments notice. </div><div> I thought, I would one day forget about my abandoned treasures but I have not forgotten, even with the constant remainder that it’s just things. I have changed my thinking on this minimalism thing now; standing with a wise group people that find collecting fulfilling pieces of history, interesting, and that they should be managed with care and in your possession.</div><div>
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If it weren't for the minor inconvenience of having too little space to keep everything that I’ve owned since I was very young; I would have kept everything. With learning the extremely painful lesson that you shouldn’t toss everything for the desire of being completely organized I feel empowered. I want to express my luck in selecting some great former purchases, I enjoyed them immensely. Or I'm just turning into a nostalgia girl. Though I still can appreciate open space, it doesn’t diminish my love to interact with what makes me happy. I keep things under control by selecting nice boxes, that keep my treasures safe and especially away when they don’t match my interior furnishings. But that does not mean that you toss them...keep your items in nice boxes, you won’t regret it. <br />
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Nice boxes.</div></div>@ miss autumnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17119691335567999843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8385780403608852610.post-58810364987789759432018-10-27T08:00:00.000-05:002018-11-10T13:11:31.812-06:00 Mr Everything: Eddie Redmayne | Movie Series <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Even with all the dysfunction in the movie, "Hick," to me Redmayne was magnificent as a beguiling loner that possessed a tricky demeanor of being scary at one moment and the next the only person you could trust. This slightly terrifying but an irresistible character was played by a college educated man from England. I’m still shaking, he was an exceptional villain. I have to believe that this movie wouldn't have been as interesting if another actor starred.<br />
To continue his movie contributions. Watch, <i><b>"Theory of Everything,"</b></i>when available. The movie is a total cinema jewel. I felt that I had personally met Steven Hawkings. This movie allows you to see into the academics' life before his illness. I was enlightened. The beginning of the move made you wish all the gruesome reality would be omitted- with the beautiful cinematography and landscape you just got lost also seeing him healthy was so refreshing but inevitably the sobering introduction of his illness would be central to the movie.<br />
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He revealed for me that Mr. Hawkings has a powerful persona which balanced the weight of his illness. What remained after viewing was a beautiful western view of his extraordinary brilliance.<br />
As with most great movies there was masterful dialogue, amazing wardrobes and a beautiful landscape to tell the story. It also challenges you to see where you can go if you keep moving forward. I enjoyed the film. It left you wanting more; more Redmayne.<br />
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<span style="font-family: "courier new";">I love this lawn. It's a bit more contemporary than most. I favor a more traditional lawn but this is no less fabulous. It's making an equally stylish statement to the home it surrounds. It makes a delightful difference to the curb appeal.</span> </div>
@ miss autumnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17119691335567999843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8385780403608852610.post-16536135653067993192015-03-18T15:10:00.001-05:002015-06-28T20:41:14.537-05:002010 Spring Fashion<div align="center">
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@ miss autumnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17119691335567999843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8385780403608852610.post-23776721965754401082014-09-04T20:12:00.002-05:002014-12-26T11:43:58.451-06:00The gift of flowers...I'm embracing the dawn of another autumn; my favorite season for a number of reasons. While standing on my rear porch I watched as a single leaf fall from the tree; floating down to the ground- I watched in amazement falls' introduction ... There was no time to waste so I went to work pruning and cutting back bushes and hedges; within a day or two most of the trimming has been done, thankfully, the lawn is growing slower so I can wait to have the final cutting. There's a reason this became important to write. <br />
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I've found a great floral design studio- named Nicolette Camille. It's located out of my state but the sheer beauty of the arrangements made it a top go-to place to gratify my floral obsession. These beautiful flowers have made me want to dust off my paint brushes; and paint as many flowers as possible. Her seasonal collection can be considered visual poetry.<br />
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If you've been paying attention lately more people are taking storms seriously. I found this captivating photo online a few months ago and it's one of my favorites. This couple is going on with their lives marrying in spite of approaching weather that was more than a bit troubling. In the background, twisters form with only dust from the crops and dry land; and from a distance these two funnels are beautiful; their presence in the photos are gentle but as we know the reality is not so comforting. The truth is that we will be living with bad weather until the weather returns to normal. What's even more unsettling is that these storms seem to be getting worse. I'm wondering what will change first the national infrastructure or the mindset of the homeowner. <br />
Most local transit stops, hospitals are evacuated, homes are boarded up all this done all with the sun shining. I try image how we as residents will feel when we must leave the comfort of our homes to go to shelters when the weather reports are bad. I don't know what's worse having to stay in a cramped facilities or finding a safe place in the home to survive. I'm afraid that this will become an expensive culture. Gathering up the family and heading for shelter at any chance of heavy rain. This seemed to have started with Katrina, no one wants to be the one telling the story of what happened when they didn't listen to the warnings. Even scarier, when will this become too expensive for a precautionary measure?</div>
@ miss autumnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17119691335567999843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8385780403608852610.post-49518962833392011382013-02-16T13:49:00.002-06:002014-01-31T03:44:09.731-06:00Getting organized [Organize me Please!!!]<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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If you're like me; and think it's impossible to get organized after years of collecting items large and small- think again. Organization is a state of mind, that you can achieve at any time in your life. An important concept never to overlook about good organization is that it clears up your mind so you can move on to other things. That alone is reason enough to haul in the boxes. I myself feared that it will take weeks, months or years to achieve, so I let it sit on the back burner until I was ready to throw everything away. Never throw everything away! I agree, taking on an assiduous task like this in the middle of your life is hard to do. But if you don't you can forget about enjoying your space or unhindered progress. It matters it really does. Well, now it's time you make it simple. In viewing this bath, you realize that having a simple color palette is the trick, huge blocks of color and accessories to hold any room together. And if you have the occasional bad day; if all the contents in the room are in the same color family; it's hard to find the mess. A big misconception that I had with organization was taking care of the big things and leaving the small things to be handled as time went on. But that's not true; the small things make it impossible to see when you're headed down hill. They can hide beneath larger things and before you know it you'll have a nice part of your day devoted to cleaning. Take the small stuff seriously.<br />
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xoxo@ miss autumnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17119691335567999843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8385780403608852610.post-83625198089747143942011-07-02T17:09:00.014-05:002015-06-28T20:40:14.922-05:00Garden Flowers | my day In<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-33aperH8MQ8/Tg-YZeIijmI/AAAAAAAABHo/lGXFmCu-G4w/s1600/P6181882.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624882022962073186" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-33aperH8MQ8/Tg-YZeIijmI/AAAAAAAABHo/lGXFmCu-G4w/s400/P6181882.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 384px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 504px;" /></a>Where do you go when you want some snapshots for your diary?<br />
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@ miss autumnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17119691335567999843noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8385780403608852610.post-2678168437806790272011-05-01T20:37:00.029-05:002014-12-26T11:56:14.581-06:00The Royal Wedding on Autumn Diva<div align="center">
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<span style="font-size: 85%;"><span style="font-size: 85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Be thankful that you're part of a generation that got to see two mainstream royal weddings. I was nervous during the entire ceremony; I wanted William do a good job. His presence was much more noticeable in the enclosed spaces with plenty of opportunity for mishaps. There was silence, stillness and grand expressions that allowed the cameras to hold still and get a good look at the royal. He couldn't hide from our viewing eyes. As expected, the wedding was absolutely beautiful the carriage ride almost surreal in it's historical value, the horses and service men uniforms the other icings on the cake. But what captured my heart and will almost certainly be part of an event I host one day, were the 12 foot tall trees inside the church. </span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 85%;"></span>@ miss autumnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17119691335567999843noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8385780403608852610.post-45695861350301373302011-04-03T14:41:00.011-05:002015-06-28T20:31:38.326-05:00Letters to William and Kate<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uFk1Qf4K2WE/TZjOlP3T-ZI/AAAAAAAAA_E/BoKMV-rBkUk/s1600/1.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591446076689480082" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uFk1Qf4K2WE/TZjOlP3T-ZI/AAAAAAAAA_E/BoKMV-rBkUk/s400/1.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 484px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 644px;" /></a><br />
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The weeks ahead of you will be busy- at times you'll be sorting through many details but that doesn't mean you can't enjoy a few fun moments, purchase an instant camera take some photos of your own. Find ways to make your shots creative and personal; you can stage a photo shoot, to capture moments that are sometimes overlooked. </div>
@ miss autumnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17119691335567999843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8385780403608852610.post-65853836060257719992011-01-05T10:57:00.000-06:002014-01-08T08:35:44.681-06:00My thoughts on 2010 [ Oh, Happy New Year!!]<div align="justify">
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My new year began with a meal with my family, because my dad is vegan he did his version of greens, black eyed peas and cornbread for our first good luck meal.<br />
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I wanted to post a review of 2010 but, will say, if you want to see what I've been up to in the past year just review my previous post. "Autumn Diva's," first year. I've had a lot of fun; seeing my posts come to life. It was fabulous. My favorite post for 2010 was about <a href="http://autumndiva.blogspot.com/search/label/Tasha%20Tudor">Tasha Tudor</a>. She was a great reminder for me, that you can do more than just one thing. </div>
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What are my thoughts on 2011? They are pleasantly optimistic. Because I've been getting things in order lately, I have a better grasp on what I want my life to represent. I'm comfortable with the decisions that I make. Not easy for me. I don't fear making wrong choices because I have a plan, it's easier to see my style. I no longer accept the, "happen as it does mantra," but how can I make things happen, is what a strive for now. Entering into this new year has been a blessing. It's also very exciting, because it will start a new chapter in my life. I've decided to make some changes because I want different results. So, it's official I'm growing out of the old me into a person that lives to take challenges instead of shying away from them.<br />
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I will continue to blog after I take a short break returning in February. Stay tuned for new posts on Autumn Diva's Blog! Have fun blogging this year!<br />
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Photoshop<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> makeovers are the new craze. I'm eagerly wanting to mention that it stirs up my often latent motivation. Let's face it we live in a virtual world, with cyber attacks and wiki leaks, and the eventual showing of a bad photo on facebook. I believe photoshop is our safety jacket. Because, no one is immune to this huge, "one room globe," we must all dance to the music." So may we Photoshop. With your own eyes you see a makeover happen in nano steps, no long drawn out tutorial or celebrity showcase. Just an eraser and pen. It made me pause...and head for the mirror. Yet with a few reservations I post this, because I don't want to seem too <span style="font-size: 0;">preoccupied with looks</span>, knowing that visual beauty is only skin deep. But in today's world the playing field is wider, it's not just who's looking at you but what's looking at you as well, those gently earned character marks are for anyone to see, and a bit closer... that's technology. With a touch of a mouse we can see most things zoomed out. So doing touch-ups have become part of the culture, and no doubt carries its rewards. It means that you have the option to make things close-up ready. Tailoring things a bit to show your better side. I say with affection, that the world shouldn't have the privilege to see the real you unless you want it that way. And why does anyone care if you have crows feet? But for now that debate is overlooked online, your photo can be posted and altered without your permission. So for the benefit natural progression the old you has a new friend ~ Photoshop. Another widget that loves beauty. So for me, I don't focus the negative, life is just too short. But I have to admit when you see in small steps what can be done to look better it makes it desirable, you want to see those changes happen in the mirror. The changes that you create. Nothing major, but upgrading small things, using concealer, the right eye pencil and a different lipstick does wonders. I enjoyed watching the video, it also made me visit my mirror.</span>
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@ miss autumnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17119691335567999843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8385780403608852610.post-55305263751300512702010-11-23T13:24:00.000-06:002014-02-02T05:54:49.245-06:00A Prince, a ring, a rose...a wedding<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7bui2HEQoA/TOwfdFzeRCI/AAAAAAAAA1E/exwgz0dAXy8/s1600/38354836.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7bui2HEQoA/TOwfdFzeRCI/AAAAAAAAA1E/exwgz0dAXy8/s400/38354836.jpg" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542839826020975650" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 377px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 543px;" /></a><br />
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The date is set, the ring is on her finger, now the world awaits history to take place again. The ceremony or landmark of Prince William's step into a new era will be a grand event April 2011. A legacy shared with the world, just as we viewed him in the safety of his mother's arms as a lad. We watched the prince develop into a graceful young man, attending school, a soldier and pilot, and now we watch as he makes another addition to his life with marriage. He has demonstrated a unique courage, a trait that's the allure of Kings; he has loved, lost and is now showing what it means to be a man. We will witness him striding down the aisle, giving hope to eager princesses all over the world. His participation in this tradition will say volumes of what the vow of marriage testifies, that it will happen, it's history, a story told again and again to generations far into the future. A testament of what love and tradition can create. What the goal of marriage should be if viewed with pure eyes. An act of love that's spoken in trust, commitment, and fearless sacrifices. I will be watching in April, to see the beautiful details that make a royal wedding an event for world attention. I'm eager to know who will make the dress, who will decorate the church, what kind of flowers will they have? And happy to see a white flowing gown cover the aisle to meet a future king. Any girl's fairytale.<br />
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@ miss autumnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17119691335567999843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8385780403608852610.post-43206872837824219562010-07-22T10:20:00.000-05:002014-11-19T08:40:11.376-06:00A good habit is better than cupcakes...<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z7bui2HEQoA/TEhh_qCpQBI/AAAAAAAAAsA/NvJiOMW0hPU/s1600/tumblr_kwtmraU2qW1qa8n9ao1_500_large.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z7bui2HEQoA/TEhh_qCpQBI/AAAAAAAAAsA/NvJiOMW0hPU/s400/tumblr_kwtmraU2qW1qa8n9ao1_500_large.jpg" height="510" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496751091450724370" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" width="640" /></a> Taming the paper habit. I don't want to admit it but I'm not comfortable with throwing away incoming paper unless I've read every word. Even the coupons have an extended life; because who knows- one day I might need it. They sit in a stack, until the right moment appears, usually far too late. Managing paper is hard because if you're not in the mood to deal with filing, you wait until it piles up. Don't. Make a weekly date with your file cabinet.<br />
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<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">xoxo</span>@ miss autumnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17119691335567999843noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8385780403608852610.post-70204181045239801362010-07-07T13:26:00.000-05:002014-11-19T08:42:15.518-06:00Cabinet Cleaning Tips<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z7bui2HEQoA/TDTKamFms9I/AAAAAAAAArY/hd5e0U8eVcg/s1600/wlexr6_large.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z7bui2HEQoA/TDTKamFms9I/AAAAAAAAArY/hd5e0U8eVcg/s400/wlexr6_large.jpg" height="640" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491236403920942034" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" width="464" /></a><br />
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@ miss autumnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17119691335567999843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8385780403608852610.post-83359433458917179232010-06-26T17:32:00.000-05:002014-11-19T08:45:35.435-06:00A dancer's heart<span style="color: #666666;">As early as the beginning of time we have used dance to express our inner emotions. Dance speaks every language. You take on a new spirit that sweeps you away.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666;">The lyrics of the song become your own.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666;">It makes you beautiful and daring, even on a dimly lit- abandoned street.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666;">A dance is another way of communicating your: love, playful heart, and courage. It gives you a stage to flash a smile in a room filled with happiness.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666;">Metaphors of love in movement, in an arm that's holding you tight. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #666666;">Dance into the night.</span><br />
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@ miss autumnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17119691335567999843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8385780403608852610.post-5554039394235367402010-06-22T19:25:00.000-05:002014-11-19T08:45:52.661-06:00Interior Love | Home sweet Haven<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z7bui2HEQoA/TCFVHa3uS_I/AAAAAAAAApo/EsD00oJqq3Q/s1600/20090408013940.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z7bui2HEQoA/TCFVHa3uS_I/AAAAAAAAApo/EsD00oJqq3Q/s400/20090408013940.jpg" height="480" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485759407074462706" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" width="640" /></a> Creating a space that can inspire and refresh the soul is worth the time and effort.<br />
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<span style="color: #666666;">Warm your fingers in a place called home.</span></div>
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@ miss autumnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17119691335567999843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8385780403608852610.post-39044324625854765442010-06-19T06:45:00.003-05:002014-11-19T08:46:26.673-06:00Organizing Life<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JaDHBKoQfTI/Td2079IrO9I/AAAAAAAABGk/fUA7s6yK6Gk/s1600/P4241459.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JaDHBKoQfTI/Td2079IrO9I/AAAAAAAABGk/fUA7s6yK6Gk/s400/P4241459.jpg" height="488" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610839652889738194" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" width="640" /></a><br />
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I want to be up front and tell you that I'm no poster child for organization. I really admire it though. Having perfectly organized boxes full of cute things does interest me a great deal. I will expand on these interests here in "Organizing Life." <br />
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Love your paper, but handle it as few times as possible. I recommend reading it, and then speeding it to its place.<br />
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In a magazine that I was reading had an article that pictured some of the most expertly filed paperwork. The file folders where a lovely pink and categories labeled with this <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">gorgeous</span> handwriting. I was instantly intrigued with the absolute brilliance of this process. I immediately wanted to learn this method of filing. To me, I had found another passion. The thought of learning to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">file</span> this way was really intimidating, to me it looked more like art. I can admit to loving men who keep everything in its place. They never sweat when things are out of control. An example of this spirit for me was Jimmy Carter. He maintained a since of coolness that could only be maintained through a strong sense of order. </div>
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I took as much from the photo as I could and tried to find a book that taught this method. This sent me on an organization search that continues until this day because I don't have a natural affinity for handling piles of paperwork. It is from bits and pieces of information that I found a way to design a file cabinet that I could be proud. Here are some of the problem that I encountered and tips that I've learned to eventually correct them.<br />
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Determining how you would best categorize your paperwork (monthly, subject, names, number) however your paperwork comes in, is where you should start. ( Do this before purchasing filing materials).<br />
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<strong>Problem with this system</strong> is that there is almost always papers that come in (that you must keep) that don't fall into the system. Example: A random insurance paper, certificates, receipts, miscellaneous purchases, etc.<br />
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If you have a wide variety of subjects it must be done yearly with folders for different subjects on a monthly basis. This system should have the number cabinets for the subjects that you handle. Example: personal file, business, education.<br />
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If you don't have many subjects you can use <strong>color hanging files & folders</strong> and use a different color for the subject that you handle in the same file cabinet. Example: Blue filing folders & hangers for personal, red folders for business, etc.<br />
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@ miss autumnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17119691335567999843noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8385780403608852610.post-80796466247982834862010-06-18T18:19:00.000-05:002014-12-19T12:09:44.804-06:00Running my life...again<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z7bui2HEQoA/TBv9kup3f8I/AAAAAAAAAo4/25lmaORPEXQ/s1600/tumblr_kzv42uoXWB1qzcxcjo1_500_large.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z7bui2HEQoA/TBv9kup3f8I/AAAAAAAAAo4/25lmaORPEXQ/s400/tumblr_kzv42uoXWB1qzcxcjo1_500_large.jpg" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484255778694463426" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 268px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br />
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I started my morning run at a slow pace, through a tunnel of shade provided by a grove of Crape Myrtles, I gained enough momentum to make it up a hill and on to running my mile. I finished in about 9 or 10 minutes, I could have finished a fast paced walk in under 15. The pace is a huge improvement from the start of this project. I knew that around the last 400 meters I would be fighting to get to the end of the course. I prefer to run in the neighborhood because it's not repetitive like being on a track but because I'm out of shape I chose a park trail with fewer surprises. You get a little more of a natural feel on a trail also.<br />
Sometimes you get so distracted by looking at nature you can forget that you're running. And another perk is that you have a little more control over where the high pace running will take place. On the road, the hills and valleys determine the pace. I remember seeing this documentary about people who ran for miles and miles daily across sand. They didn't stop, until they reached their desired locations. They had this mild style of running never picking their feet up high, just enough to graze the sand, to keep their feet from going down too far. They were runners with a purpose. Getting to their next destination without taking for ever, made this practice viable. I guess they wanted alternatives to using a camel. In my situation, to be honest, I wouldn't consider myself' jogging yet, I run at a pace that is a little more than walking. Very little leg stress. I pick up my speed only to make it up elevations, but the pace stays comfortable.</div>
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Running makes me feel great. When I return home from running I feel a deep sense of relaxation. It's easier to do stretches and floor exercises because of the relief that I feel. I train for about 15 minutes. It's great to do a little exercise, a low impact to stay motivated. <br />
I thought it would be a good idea to start blogging about it. Here's my commitment in writing. I want to make an official commitment to post at least weekly on positive activities. </div>
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The activities can include:<br />
relaxing exercises<br />
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Consider this my first post, I would like to invite anyone that would like to share in this commitment to join me. I will post your blog on my site so others can view your posts as well.<br />
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