DEC 2, 19 .. AMAZING .. FOUR LETTERS .. H.A.L.T.

It is truly AMAZING the wisdom in this acronym : H.A.L.T ..

Hungry Angry Lonely Tired.

When you are feeling overwhelmed, stressed out, not in focus, stop .. H.A.L.T ..

To assist yourself to maintain your emotional balance look at this wisdom..

Am I Hungry.. Am I Angry.. Am I Lonely.. Am I Tired.

Last night when I went to bed I thought to myself.. Can I, will I be able to manage one more trip downtown to the post office to mail yet more post cards. Then maybe buy some more post cards and stamps. Or should I just mail them at my beloved local post office?

Last night I was TIRED.  I’d lost my perspective due to fatigue.

The issue to H.A.L.T is you MUST have the cognitive ability to self-analyze how you are feeling. When you are tired / exhausted often you can’t decide that you are tired beyond belief. All you know is : You’re overwhelmed / stressed out and think the world is about to end. I personally do pretty well with this issue. I take a lot of naps.

This morning after yet another wonderful, toasty, roasty, warm sleep the above issue has disappeared. I am truly blessed with my physical ability to really sleep soundly.

Riding the bus downtown is really no-big-deal so long as I don’t fall down and injure myself and THAT is a risk. But today I’ve actually gotten a lot of my packing accomplished. Translation : I’ve actually begun the process. And I’ve several days left to finish and I WILL NOT LET UP on my momentum. It’s only money. I’ll but more post cards. IF I don’t get them all written I’ll take them to the U.S. and send them with U.S. stamps and use the Mongolian stamps as seals on letters. Writing YOU a post card relaxes me. All I have to do is NOT let the writing of them get-in-the-way of my packing-out.

Don’t sweat it.

Now press publish and get on with today. For me it IS : Tuesday the 3rd of December 2019. For you and the date of this post it is still Monday the 2nd of December.

Smiling .. Cap and because I’m smiling so too is Patti.

P.S. By publishing this post early in my day it will be off-my-mind. A great move.


DEC 1, 19 .. SMART PHONE .. MY SAMSUNG A10 .. THERE WILL BE NO TURNING BACK ..

How do I go back? Five minutes ago, Ginny 89029, who was watching a show on television in the United States about Mongolia, sent me a set of photos from her smart phone to my smart phone on WhatsApp. I then e-mailed two of the photos from my own smart phone to my own e-mail address. I then went to my e-mail address, downloaded the photos into my laptop, and now have uploaded them from my laptop to this post. How do I turn my back on this technology?

Let’s see? Where was I when I suddenly got the above gift from Ginny?

We’re in December. This time next week I’ll be, God and the Good Lord Willing, in Seoul, South Korea with Terry and Kathy. This time in two weeks I’ll be sitting, God and the Good Lord Willing, in a meeting of the Black Sheep Group at the Dry Dock in Anchorage, Alaska, with Patti at-my-side.

Translation : The time has come for me to get intense about packing up and moving out of my apartment here in Ulaanbaatar. It’s a process. One I’m all too familiar with. Packing up and moving on, It’s Something I Do. NO it is not easy. NO it is not a free ride. A batch of my beloved Bobbseys will die (go into the trash) and that hurts me no end. 

Last night I said my goodbyes to David (Daah Veed). Just now, this evening, I said my goodbyes to Deegi and Cindy. Saina was unable to join us.

The first course, above and below, has arrived. My bacon-potato salad.

The second course, Deegi’s spicy Korean bacon, has arrived.

The third, and final (OH BURP!) course has arrived, Cindy’s non-spicy / mild chicken.

Here, before your very eyes, is the issue with me NOT understanding a word of Mongolian. Had I known what Deegi was ordering..

Well no. This IS a program of honesty. Had I known what Deegi was ordering, I’d have still gotten my bacon-potato salad.

There were a few simidgens of Cindy’s chicken left-over and they went home to Saina. 

Smiling. 

Cap

“What’s that ‘Zilla?” .. “Yes ‘Zilla, I took all eight (8) of my own chopsticks to dinner with me. THEY are my buddies and they are thrilled to get out of the apartment and enjoy the meal with me.” .. “Yes ‘Zilla. I KNOW. It’s a little different but hey, I’m not hurting anyone or anything.”