A Fist Full of Doubt's

Ziggy said:

I have LOTS of doubts. Just not about my Faith.
I doubt my car will make it to the store. It's a piece of crap but it's all I got.
I'm not rich so even taking it in for oil changes is challenging.
But it gets done anyways.
I doubt the government has our best interest in mind.
I doubt what I see on the TV is true and acurate news. I know what mockingbird media is all about.
I do not doubt we got hit with a biological weapon from China which was allowed to happen by all the governments in the world, in order to usher in their totalitarian one world governmment which believes less people is better for them.
I doubt the food they put on the shelves is healthy, but we all need to eat.
I doubt the air is clean with all the chemtrails they spray in it. But we all need to breathe.
I doubt the water, specially city water that they load with flouride to keep us dumbed down.
Thank goodness I have a well now, and don't rely on chemical based water, other than what is sprayed in it from the chemtrails.

But through all these doubts..
My faith is unshaken.

What are your doubts?
And what do you believe in?

Hugs

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Ziggy said:

I grew up in Boston in a big apartment building. I'm not a social person myself. I like living where I am now.
Only neighbors I have is a mile or so down the road. They are relatives and I don't even know them. lol
No one comes to visit except my dad. He is 86 and very hard headed. He can't walk very good or use his hands, so I usually help him shave.
I have to make sure he can handle his food ok. I'm not used to taking care of other people so I'm a bit clumsy.
10 years in a truck cab. Maybe 6' feet wide with the cabinets and maybe 3' deep for the bed. Like a twin bed for two adults lol.
Slept in a lot of truckstop parking lots and roadside rest areas.
Life isn't easy that's for sure.

When I was about 17 I met a guy. He had a motorcycle and played guitar. I didn't know at the time he was living at the half-way house around the corner. He was a recovering alchoholic. He was 9 years older than me. I was having problems with my parents about the right way to raise a baby.
I had mine when I was 14. And so, I felt things weren't fair so I ran away with this guy and left my baby with my parents.
We lived in a pickup truck for 2 years. He did a lot of drugs. So money for food was really scarce. I think my main meal was candy bars and mountain dew. And every now and then McDonalds would give us a couple burgers as they was closing.

Things we do when we're kids.. crazy..
I wanted to go home and see my daughter. He told me No. So I said see ya.
About a year later I met my first husband. He adopted my daughter (I believe for tax purposes) he wasn't much of a dad. In name only.
I stayed with him working in that printing company for 16 years. He was my supervisor. Made for interesting conversation at the dinner table.

Are your living conditions by choice or necessity?
I've lived both high and low. I prefer the low.
My dad tells me when he passes away I have to find another place to live.
So maybe I'll come to Australia and hang out with you in your box.


Get some rest..
are you male or female?

Hugs

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Ziggy said:

At least you have the ability to walk..

I been married twice. 16 years each. In both of those relationships I was always the follower. I didn't make the decisions, I just had to figure out how to make those decisions balance in the checkbook. I was good at that.
My first husband decided we were going to buy a 3 family house right before the economy took a hit in the late 80's.
We both worked for the same printing company, and one morning there was a "out of business" sign when we got to work.
We had to file bankruptcy and leave the state to find another job. We moved from Massachusetts to New Hampshire, one state north.
Went from owning a house to living on the edge overnight. He didn't drive, so I was the taxi that took him back and forth to work.
I found a few odd jobs cleaning houses. My daughter hated changing schools and she had to do that a lot.
We got through it. Then we found another job we could both work at but we had to move again. That was going good and I found a house on 1 acre of land. He told me we would never get it because we had filed for bankruptcy. It was being sold through the Veterans Administration and it was up for auction. You had to come up with 1% to put down a bid. That was like $600. and the property was going for $60,000.
I convinced him to go for it. We got it. Then the company we was working for went bankrupt. So the employees decided we were going to buy out the owner. We all became joint owners. The first year was really rough. No one took a paycheck for 6 months. Some of us were better off than others. So we would bring food to work to share among ourselves. I worked 3 shifts for 2 weeks solid. I slept in the warehouse and ate out of the microwave.
Had to keep the work flowing to bring in the money and build the business.
I learned how to run almost every machine in the printing business except the presses. Two of the owners were proffesional press men so they didn't need me for that. The man who ran the stripping department (film and plates) taught me how to use the camera and the plate burner, so when it got busy I helped in there. I was in charge of all shipping and receiving. And worked all the machines in the Bindery (finishing department)
Folders, cutters, drills, shrink wrappers, I even self taught myself how to run a machine called a Rosback. It was a book maker. It was a 3 man machine I ran alone. I was proud of my job.
One day we got a new scheduler guy and he would tell us which jobs first and how long it took to do the job, etc..
This guy new jack about the business. So I was explaining to him why his scheduling wasn't working.
By the end of the week I received a pink slip saying I was fired because I had a bad attitude. I been at this company which was booming for about 8 years at this point. I asked my husband.. how did this happen? He saidthey had a meeting and they all agreed I needed to go.
I said, were you in this meeting? Yes he was. I asked how he voted, he said he didn't have a choice but to go along with them.
So much for that marriage. I walked away from that House we baught with nothing but the clothes on my back.
By this time was daughter was 18 and pretty much doing her own thing.
He met another woman, sold the property for $160,000 and I never got a dime.

This is when I met my 2nd husband which is a truck driver,and that is a whole other story.

Don't doubt your own abilities. Your still walking. And you never know what'son the horizon good or bad.
Just take one day at a time and let it flow.

I can't do much of anything now. My body is worn out from lifting thousands of pounds of paper for so many years.
I lived off coffee with tons of sugar which wrecked my insides.
But I'm still here. And I'm not giving up.
Tomorrow is another day.

Do you have any hobbies that you enjoy?
What kinds of jobs have you had?

If you could do anything what would you do?

Hugs Mate

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Ziggy said:

Like they say, it takes all kinds to make the world go round.

You don't mind me giving you hugs do ya?
Some people tell me it makes them uncomfortable.
I can't help it, it just comes natural to me.


HUGS

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Ziggy said:

Cutter

Folder

Rosback

Somebody told me once I couldn't do it because I was a girl.
Just once..


Everything went over to digital and a lot of printing companies dried up over here.
I miss my job.

OH the Memories!

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Addy said:

@I.O.U ... I'm sorry but after the other early morning and your attack... I am not willing to engage in conversation with you.
Yesterday... you showed the same kind behaviour... which leads me to believe you are here to cause strife.
Not interested thanks. You need to work out why you are here and change your strategy. LOL

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