Dropping Out

I’ve done it quietly many times before. I took dance for five years in elementary school and then for one more in high school. I have started and stopped college three times. This time I want to make a little noise. I’m dropping out of the 40 hour paradigm. It’s not like I fit in in that world anyway. It’s time to stop forcing a square peg into a round hole.

So… what will I do to earn my keep? Several things! I am currently working on several inventions- Because I’m the crazy crackpot inventor in my family! Call me Caracatca Potts, if you will. I am doing it for myself here at the outset. With my feeble drafting skills I will patent and then create a presentation and license my creations one at a time. After speaking to a fellow at one of those companies that is famous for helping people do this, I realized if I’m going to pour my heart and soul into it I have just as good a chance of it going my way with or without them. They are a luxury service for people with more money than time… Time is what I’ve GOT. I realized that all the market research and sourcing was something I really could do for myself and you can too! So before you plunk down $6000+ join me on my journey. Or … do what I’ve done. Go to the Library where the information (access to government funded market research, order of operations from idea to your payday, etc.) is FREE. Sure, there will be some expenses along the way, but you can get some projects off the ground for less than $1000. So why should you pay them six times that?

You shouldn’t. Unless you have already got a cash flow that allows you to afford it and still go hang gliding in Brazil. If you are like me though, you are trying to create such a scenario and are currently scraping by. You never adjusted well to the rest of America’s Work Hard and Earn a Well Deserved Pay scheme. Money can go into a bank but time can’t.I haven’t traveled abroad since I was in high school and it was the only time I’ve done it so far. That was too many years ago to acknowledge publicly! So between freelancer gigs and drawing board sketches and then between sourcing materials for my first project and doing the laundry I shop.

I am currently awaiting the arrival of a new two liter hydration backpack bladder to replace my old one. I’m secretly hoping to take up running again. I looked around and I’m not a Rockefeller and I realize most things that can be found to purchase as a name brand item can also be purchased at close to wholesale on the right websites, but are they as good? SO far I’ve ordered from these types of sites before with great results. So as well as following me on the journey of becoming an inventor, watch as I anticipate trying new products, as well as the unboxing and trials.


2liter backpack bladder pic credit banggood.com

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Droppin’ out-


Breaking Bad Habits…

SO. I Deactivated my Facebook account. Four days after my 35th birthday. It’s… left me with a lot of free time. Thinking and reading time. It’s maddening to really notice how many times a day I checked it. How much time a wasted over the last few years. I haven’t blogged or written a recipe in MONTHS. I have been so sucked in to it that I quit exercising and gained back more weight than I’d lost. Granted it took a while to do but now I’m back at square one. I don’t blame Facebook. I blame myself. I finally realized it is like a drug to me though and I have to get clean. So I deactivated my account. I thought about it for days. After deleting half of my friends list though and still thinking that I didn’t really feel a connection to the majority of those people or that I’d outgrown that connection it just made sense. I used to think of facebook as a great way to network and that THAT was what I was doing. I wasn’t. I was hanging out. I was being a wallflower, pretending to be included by “the cool kids” I went to high school with 17 years ago. And I realized I was becoming more and more depressed.

ANYway, Yesterday I started tracking my diet again and got out the Gazelle and glided through about 35 minutes of Youtube videos. Then I walked the dog around in the bumpy lumpy unused cow pasture next to my house. I let her off of her leash and she got a little more adventurous than usual. Found a hole in the fence and went on an inspection. I went to see Wicked and didn’t post a bunch of pictures on the internet or take pictures of my pizza at Mellow Mushroom (we got half Philosopher’s Pie and half cheese). I put a run in no less than 3 pairs of stockings by the end of the night including the ones Pequeliermo ran out and bought for me while I was getting ready. We laughed and walked and met actors and I took pictures of my niece with them. We met Richard H. Blake, who in addition to being dreamy and talented is gracious and kind. He retook pics with people who didn’t liek what they looked like next to a freaking Ken doll of a man (Naturally, not like that Justin dude with the fake abs). I was like, “None of you look as good in your theater clothes as this guy does in his post-show casual clothes.” I was a hit because I have the title of a song from the show tattooed on my wrist. “No Good Deed Goes Unpunished”. It’s a good philosophy. Keeps me from going all out to try to help someone who may not appreciate it.nogooddeedtat.jpg

I digress. Anyway. I’m trying to live a life less facebooked. We’ll see how this goes.

Drink more water. Play more games. Stop looking through this window all day long.