Friday, October 30, 2009

Procrastination

My second blog entry! Clearly I am a procrastinator at times. It’s strange. I am super organized and timely in the course of my business work day, in college I finished all assignments well and on time. Perhaps Oprah should never have told us all to do what we love for a living. Sets up impractically high standards perhaps? While I like what I do I am confident it is not what I love. The idea was to practice my writing in here.

I still plan to take those creative writing courses at some point time and funds permitting. I tell myself I am busy with a second job, husband and a home to take care of. My reply to myself: “excuses, and excuses.” For some reason, my own motto, “Do what you don’t like to do first”, does not apply in this case. I do like to write. Just not as much as I like to read I find! I have never imposed a writing or journal deadline on myself and I guess that’s what I need to do!
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Procrastination


Only Robinson Crusoe had everything done by Friday. ~Author Unknown

Do what you don’t like to do first. ~ Sheila Brennan

On November 1, 2009 the Credit Card Accountability, Responsibility and Disclosure Act will go into effect. The bill requires that statements tell us not just how much we owe but how long it will take to pay it off making minimum payments. Good too will be no more mysterious rate hikes, shifted payment dates and appropriate notice when the terms will be changed.

Too bad this is a day late and a dollar short (literally) for many Americans. Last January I noticed one of my credit cards suffered a gigantic spike in the interest rate. Apparently, (due to credit woes of banks, I say) this creditor viewed me as having too much open credit and lowered my limit making it looked like I had maxed out the card. A subsequent change in the payment dates led to a single late payment resulting in another rate increase. Suddenly the rest of my charge cards followed suit. At this point I could not get my rates lowered nor transfer any balances elsewhere. Suddenly someone who had always paid on time and was a decent saver was in potential financial disaster. What’s crazy is that my balances are not all that bad; I am scared to think what a family of four relying on credit cards in this economy might be going through.

Having relied on bonuses this few years past to wipe out any debt amassed over the year, this last year my fiscal policy was no different. Except with the economic melt down companies are all feeling, bonuses were scarce except for Wall Street executives. Small bonus, pay cut and potential job loss all worried me. Not wanting to burden my husband unfairly should I lose my job, I decided to approach a debt management company and am I thrilled that I did so. My credit cards including lingering school debt will be paid off in a few years and then I can get back to saving. My credit score remains stable and my interest rates are lower than they were before the credit crisis hit the country and my household.

In the months after starting the program, I have received two letters from the Visa card that started this boulder rolling thanking me for my business. I have been offered all sorts of special card rewards. Probably miss all the extra interest they might have gotten off of me had they left me alone in the first place. They might have answered my calls for help in the first place.

Procrastination, it’ll kill ya.

Thursday, July 2, 2009

Music of Life

Many people die with their music still in them. Why is this so? Too often it is because they are always getting ready to live. Before they know it, time runs out. ~Oliver Wendell Holmes

My first blog entry! The inspiration to start this blog springs from my realizing that I am reading, posting and commenting all over the internet lately. Clearly, I realized, I need to let my creative side have a chance to get out once in a while. I am starting a slew of reading and writing classes in September. These are credit free courses. I am not trying to get a new job, elevate to the next job nor fulfill any ongoing continuing education requirements. This blog will give me a chance to get some practice, exercise my voice and hopefully learn to write something someone will want to read!

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Michael Jackson died last Thursday. As if anyone needed informing, this sad news has been all over the media for a week now. Off the Wall was released when I was eleven. My parents had control over the house radio so I didn't get to hear it much. Later in 1981 when Thriller came out my sisters and I had our own stereo in our room and were able to listen. I recall thinking Michael Jackson was the best musician ever in the world!

I remember listening and singing the songs with neighborhood friends and the fun we had for hours. Kids didn't have easy access to funds where I grew up, getting a new album or cassette was a big deal. It was fantastic when blank tapes for recording became readily available so friends could get together and trade music more economically. Of course this same function with today's technology is done en mass, no trouble at all. I embrace the internet that provides me with a blog where I may express my thoughts and any nonsense I like, but where is the social connection trading music in the blink of any eye?

As my twenties and thirties passed by Michael's music wasn't always on my CD player nor did I hear him on the radio nearly as much. His legal troubles the last several years gave me pause even though I had that wacko vibe about Jackson I didn't want to think the allegations were true. I found it hard to believe that someone with such a musical genius would be a child molester but I also feared his apparent decision to remain a child in many ways may have strangely corrupted him. While the media and others clamor that Michael was surrounded by hangers-on it also seems apparent he distanced himself from those that might have influenced him in his personal life quite on purpose. Drugs clearly played a devastating role in his life and whatever Jackson said regarding his not doing "street" drugs, any kind of dependency will change you. Drugs are drugs.