Category Archives: Feeding the Mind

It’s Not About the Stuff

I listened to a James Altucher podcast today where he talked about his latest minimal living project. He was living in a house with his wife last year when they decided to get rid of most of what they own in order to simplify.

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Working for Minimum Wage = Dream Job

I had a dream job once and didn’t know it. When I was nineteen, after wasting two years at college, I moved to a new city all by myself. I was young and stupid and lonely and broke. I rented the cheapest room I could find and I took the first job I could find and I got the first boyfriend I could find (he was adorable and he’s probably reading this right now so, Hello Mr F.), and I had no idea what to do with myself. Continue reading

How To Memorize Poetry With Children 

I didn’t like to admit it but I always hated poetry.  My brain would turn off at the mere mention of it.  I didn’t want to hear it and I certainly didn’t want to write it when I was forced to in school. When I began homeschooling my children I didn’t want to pass on my distaste for poetry so I made myself read it to them. I still hated it.

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Stop Paying Your Debt

I used to be an avid reader, reading around 50 books a year when I was keeping track (not a lot compared to some people that I’m related to), but the last couple years I have been too sick to read.  I’ve tried but I’m not sure if I have finished a single book in all that time.  To keep my brain alive all those months I started listening to podcasts and audio books while I’m walking and in the middle of the night when I couldn’t sleep but I’ll admit I’ve listened to more of the former than the later.

I’m an addict.

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Poor Working Class


As a child I didn’t like being told we were poor but we were.  I was poor and too uneducated to know what to do about it.  Oh I did what I was told and I studied hard in school and got straight A’s and scholarships to put myself through college and graduated even poorer and more uneducated than I began.

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