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and whatever else is bothering us.  it's nice to see that there are other people out there that bored just like me.  there are a lot of pros about working at home, but i have to say, i miss being around people, leaving work at work instead of it staring me in the face all the time.  i have two young kids who are in school and they are my main reason for working at home.  i want to be there for them when they need me instead of growing up in a daycare.

you're very rude.  maybe you need to get out the house a while.

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I've known other brilliant people who indulged in self-destruction.  There have been studies that suggest the smarter you are the less happy you are, and there may be some truth in it.

The first reason for this would be people with attitudes like yours, abc.  They hold smart people to the highest standards.  They don't allow a genius to be human, but they do have weaknesses.  Imagine spending your whole life hearing "If you're so smart how could you, why haven't you....".  There is enormous pressure put upon them by others to do something great, to perform mental tricks for the amusement of others, to "prove how smart they are".  Some become as insecure about it as beauty queens do about their looks - I remember when I was married to my genius, we watched a show about a child prodigy who could play great compositions at the age of 4.  This show upset my ex, I could see it made him jealous and insecure, and nervous that he was not as great as everyone assumed him to be.  Just like there's always someone richer, thinner, and better looking, there's always someone smarter too.

Another reason would be lonliness.  The smarter you are, the less you have in common with the majority of the population.  The things that interest you most people can't even understand.  I think one purpose Mensa was created was so that they could find people to talk to on their own level.  The pitfall there is most of them are so specialized in their own areas of interest they still don't have anything in common - the gifted musician does not want to discuss quantum theories with the scientist, they can understand it, they just aren't interested in it.

In my ex's case, his substance abuse has three factors - First, he's physically handicapped, and his health has always been a problem.  He self medicates with substances to escape the misery of being in his body.  Second, he's a classic nerd who never had any friends or a social life.  He started abusing substances to try to be one of the cool partying folk, to fit in.  All of his current friends abuse substances, but he at least has some friends now, that's how he sees it.  Third, the pressure to perform has caused him to give up.  He was a computer guru before computers were cool.  Once computers were mainstreamed to the general populace, and new software was coming out on a daily basis, he could no longer know "it all".  When he reached that crossroads, he panicked, gave up and dove into the bottle to hide from his insecurities.

A high IQ is often just as much a curse as a blessing.  I am assuming the reason to abuse substance is pretty universal - the desire to escape reality for a while, then it becomes a habit.  If a person doesn't have the courage to deal with reality and change their life, they may choose to destroy it instead.

I'm a Christian... by Maya Angelou

When I say... I am a Christian, I'm not shouting, I'm clean livin'.  I'm whispering, I was lost, Now I'm found and forgiven.

When I say... I'm a Christian, I don't speak of this with pride.  I'm confessing that I stumble, and need Christ to be my guide.

When I say...I'm a Christian, I'm not trying to be strong.  I'm professing that I'm weak, and need His strength to carry on.

When I say... I'm a Christian, I'm not bragging of success.  I'm admitting I have failed, and need God to clean up my mess.

When I say... I'm a Christian, I'm not claiming to be perfect.  My flaws are far too visible, but God believes I am worth it.

When I say... I'm a Christian, I still feel the sting of pain.  I have my share of heartaches, so I call upon His name.

When I say... I'm a Christian, I'm not holier than thou.  I'm just a simple sinner who recieved God's good grace somehow.

Okay, actual statement made by my doc tonight.  Sometimes, the funniest are the most simple:

The patient could hardly stand up after I got through doing a rectal exam. 

My sister passed away in Nov.  She loved the beach so we waited until this summer to spread her ashes there.  My sister and I dug a heart in the sand and filled that empty void with her ashes and covered it with green colored popouri, her favorite color and put down candles and then the waves came up and washed the ashes back out to sea.  In this picture, hope it shows, (if it does not someone tell me how to get it to show) my sister was taking picture and I leaned down to pick up a trash tie that had washed up there and the shadow looked like the hand was reaching out of the ashes to touch my hand.  Freaked my little sister out. Was like a sign but it brought some humor to the situation.

Man A must be pretty decent to have understood the importance of being to work on time, so I'd probably share it.  Of course, if he looked like trailer trash who would only blow it on booze and cigs, I might reconsider that.

I worked at a physical rehab center for 5 years.  As another poster stated, the amount of improvement depends on a lot of things.  However, I saw people leave or return for appts with no noticeable residual, others who still had deficits but were independent.  Those who were permanently impaired learned to adapt. There are some really cool gadgets out there! One thing I learned from working at the rehab center was determination really *can* pay off.  It was inspiring working there. 

IF your dad needs extensive therapy, the hardest part for YOU may be keeping him motivated.  So, best of luck to your dad, you and the family.  Let us know how things are going.

the "club card" for our local grocery store (we only have 1 in our little town).  We accumulate the points together and usually qualify for the higher percentage off when it's time to cash in (20% off 1 bill rather than 5%).  Then we pick a day we can go together and ring our order up together.  Of course we use our coupons, too.  We just went 2 weeks ago and qualified for 15% off our total bill.  Before coupons/discounts, our total grocery bill was $550 but after our discounts, it was only $283.  We saved almost $200 ---- unbelievable but true.

Before dining out, I check the website of the restaurant we're going to for coupons.  They usually offer a free appetizer and that helps to fill us up so we can order smaller meals.  We have 3 kids and my 2 younger kids share a kids' meal since they can never eat a whole one themselves.  I also like to order water -- that always cuts about $5 off the bill.

Remember -- if you donate clothes to Good Will/Salvation Army, it's a deductible dontation, so keep track.

She went out on one date with him - went back to his place where he got nasty, grabbed her arm and threw her across a room and she ended up with a fractured wrist. 

My experience with online dating is it doesn't work 95% of the time - a bunch of men online who seemingly cannot  *cut the mustard* in real time are not going to change just because they are online.

Yes, I have seen folks meet up online and marry and I have seen twice as many marriages/relationships break up because of people meeting others online.

BE_VERY_CAREFUL_PLEASE!!

It has become a tradition in our neighborhood to "spook" our neighbors.  Here is how it works. 

First the poem

Good Evening My Friends!

The Gretting of the Ghosts are haunting your way

A cursewill be left if you fail to obey!

To ward off the curse of the dreaded Phanton Wart

You have just ONE day till you must start.

Take treats to two houses in your neighborhood.

Be sure they are tasty! Be sure they are good!

Copy a letter and a phantom for each.

Help the "spirit" spread to those you can reach.

Post the ghost of the phanton on your front door.

So others can see he has been there before.

Join the fun of the season

Keep him right in sight

Share the "spirit" of giving

Till Halloween Night!

Sincerely,

                                             The Halloween Phantom.

Here is the rest....My dauther downloaded a picture of a ghost and printed it on an 8x10 piece of paper so we could go ahead and get started without having to make copies.

Then go to the dollar store and first get a big plastic candy bowl.  In our bowl we received last night there was candy....always candy, a halloween candle, a cermic figurine of a bear dressed like a ghost, halloween clings for windows, halloween potholders, and our fav. Peeps ghosts, all which I am sure came from the dollar store.  My son came home and found the bowl on front porch. 

Here are some other things we have recieved in the past....candy....always candy, halloween dishtowels, stickers, bubbles, and gel pens when the kids were younger, a plant in a halloween container, chip clips, magnetic grocery lists, brownine mixes, even a halloween throw rug for the front door.

We once spooked a couple that did not have kids so we gave them some goodies as well as dog treats. 

We also once spooked a family with a daughter the same age as mine so we thought we could get some really cute things.  They were Jehovah's witnesses.  Needless to say they did not put the pic. of the ghost on the front door. 

This has been going on in this growing neighborhood for the past 5 years and everyone really seems to enjoy it. 

This is also a geat idea for school teachers, dorm rooms, etc.  Hope this inspires some.

I know a pain clinic here in my town where the doc routinely treats fibromyalgia and goes to great lengths to find solutions for her patients.  If you aren't too far away, you could drive here.  E-mail me if you like.   Keep your chin up!