Paper or Plastic

Paper or Plastic

Paw Paw Terry

Paw Paw got a job. Yes I did. I prayed for a job. I was given a job. My prayer of thanks has quickly become a  prayer for help. This is the kind of work that I had done for 22 years. There were days that I thought it would kill me. There were days when it almost did. I don’t so much blame the job as I blame myself. The way I looked at it was like this. I couldn’t stand a job half done. I couldn’t stand a job poorly done. I couldn’t stand a job left undone. “Stay out of my way! I will do it myself!” And I did it too! I pressured myself to be in 3 or more places at the same time, and pushed myself to do 3 or more things at the same time. I had a do list in mind that screamed at me until I got it all done before time to leave.

Thursday I was given a uniform shirt, a sealed package of material and was sent to orientation on Saturday. My sweetie took me all of the way to the other side of Arlington for orientation. “Here I go again.” I was in a classroom with many others. Some were half my age. No, they were closer to a third my age. Our teacher was very good. She spoke clearly and made everything understandable. We went through that packet. Everyone had theirs very neat. I had mine scattered several times. “Is this the sheet we are working on now? No! They have a different sheet. Do I sign this here? Wait. Mine doesn’t look like the one they have. OH! We did that one already? I’ll put it over here. I get the white sheet and they get the others? NO! I get the pink and all of the others go with the packet for them. Still not right. I keep the packet with the paper work on pink sheets along with the books and other things. Where were we?”

I am glad to have this job. As hard as it was on me before, how much harder can it be now that I am 57? This will indeed be a challenge. I am only part time. Is that a good thing or a bad thing? I need all of the hours that I can get but my concern has to do with my capability to work the hours that I am given. 

One fun thing is that I will have more new things to write about. What crazy things will happen there? Stay tune and we will see.  

I have begun a new thing online called “Skeptical Curmudgeon.” That will be very different from “Paw Paw Terry.” I hope you enjoy it too.

Ok, so I don't know what I am doing.

Ok, so I don’t know what I am doing.

Here it is, Yew Year’s Day 2016. Many start the year with hope. Some start it with fear and trepidation. I am starting out looking at the financial challenges we face as a family. Things don’t look good.

Do you know what It’s like to have too much month at the end of the money? How would you like to start a month like that? That is what we are faced with today and starting the year with as well. 

My sweetie and I have health challenges that prevent us from being able to hold a job. I will not bore you with the details. 

We have found something we can do but something has been keeping us from getting anywhere with it. Maybe my posts are not fancy enough. Maybe it takes a “guru” to do this. Maybe it takes a smooth salesman. I am none of these. I saw that as a good thing.

There was a time when I through in the towel. No more network marketing for me. What I saw was deceit, false claims, and trickery. That was not for me! With rough times ahead I had to find something that I could do. 

Some so called opportunities were more than we could afford. Some were for products that we could not promote. I guess my standards are higher than my desperation. 

What we found is very simple. This is so simple that it is profound. This is indeed something we can all do. Being something we all can do, we may aught to look at this as something we should do. 

I was told that I should write lots and lots of blogs. I found out that I love to write blogs. Telling stories of everyday life is fun. The silly things and the funnest things are there to entertain anyone who likes to read them. K-Dog and our little kitty cat neighbor are on most of the blogs. Yesterday we got a kick watching our little kitty cat neighbor cross the front of the house. She would stock her invisible prey to the left and then to the right and back to the left.. K-Dog slept through it all.

No, this has nothing to do with trying to sell jerky. Could that be part of the problem? Between you and me, I doubt anyone would read my blog if it was all about business.

The only thing I would agree to work with had to be on the up and up. It had to be something that truly anyone can do. Sure you hear about many other things but this is the first one that I have ever seen that fit this like a glove. There is one other that came close but not as close as this. What we found does not require you to write blogs, send tweets, hand out cards on a street corner… All it takes is to order two bags of jerky each month and find others who will do that as well.

Do you even want details? What is there to say? The simplest thing is sign up for your jerky and sign up your friends. Do you have friends that will sign up to get jerky? For every one you personally sign up, Jerky Direct will pay you $2 every month that they are still getting their jerky. Every month you are paid for last month’s activity. 

http://jerkydude.jerkydirect.com/