It took almost a month to get to the end of taxes and get them to the CPA. OK, I did have a week with the flu and a week with bronchitis, but that is still a long time. The funny thing is there was a lot to learn from completing that task. Lots of insight into my life and my decision making. What I found out I wish I had known sooner, but I imagine I wasn’t ready. We don’t want to look until we are ready to see.

Anyway, the more we learn to face the truth the easier it will get to do it more quickly. Actually there is a lot in that little phrase “the truth shall set you free” after all.

I am noticing that I will do almost any job I hate (clean garage, clean closets, vacuum and dust) to avoid what is staring at me from my dining room table: my last year’s tax info, waiting to be consolidated into some form my CPA can work with.

I filed an extension, but this is the worst ever. I have paid the taxes, they were deposited quarterly. I don’t even think my obstinance has to do with thinking I will owe more. It is just pure, honest panic and resistance to an obstacle that appears in my life every year.

It occurred to me today that the reason I resist completing this annual task, is because I am always behind and there is no joy in completing it after the fact. I am already eight months behind on the current year, and all facts and figures are blurring in my memory and will continue to do so at this pace.

My solution, (and I will have to report to you later if I succeed in eliminating this annual barrier), is to jump into ’08 with a fervor, even though I am not safely out of ’07! I am using the program on my computer to bring the current year into financial focus. If this makes me feel more competent and relieved, I am sure putting in last year’s figures will follow easily.

This might ressemble eating dessert first, but sometimes one must change things around if they are not working in a consecutive order. Here’s hoping my backdoor plan works!

Why is it we can clearly see the options for others when we are too defensive to see new options for ourselves? Sometimes a change of course is sorely needed as we drift toward an inevitable, but known, destination.

When we see a friend doing the same thing, we feel obligated to point out how changing something might help them avoid a roadblock, living with the same drama, repeating an unwelcome result. Are they putting coffee in the coffee maker again and expecting….tea this time? Not likely.

Change is often needed, and it is sometimes more scary than the known demons we face on a regular basis. Confronting our fear of the unknown is the fastest way to a new opportunity and a solution. Just admitting to the fear opens the door.

Be Brave….Go after one of those fears this week and, oh yes, grab the tea bags while you’re at it!

I wonder what we can tell about people from the state of their garage? First, do they even keep a car in it? If not, it is probably where they keep everything they don’t want to make a decision about or, more likely, that they once made a bad decision about. So, the volume of stuff might give us a great deal of insight into the state of their mind, wouldn’t you think?

As the second day of cleaning my garage is underway, I am reflecting on these things and many more. Why have I also become the depository for the stuff the rest of my family doesn’t want to make a decision about)?

Am I seriously doing anyone a favor by helping them not make a decision? Sometimes we really need to decide if something is important and if it is and give it a place of honor in our lives, or pass it on to someone who will. Most stuff eventually rots from lack of use or attention and then it is quite easy to discard.

Hmmm. We might just look at our relationships like that. There may be a parallel somewhere. After I return from the dump I will sit down and see who I haven’t been in contact with recently. Could it be they feel like discards in the junkyard of my life?

As for the rest of this clutter some wise person once said, “no decision is a decision”, and bad decisions are forgotten much faster when the evidence of them has been eaten by a giant dumpster!

Does anyone hear a horn that isn’t blowing? Do you look around and say, hey, wasn’t someone holding a horn around here? Wonder if they knew how to play it?

Why do those of us who are uncomfortable with self-promotion always assume that someone blowing their own horn sounds like Bill Clinton on the sax? Let’s face it, he played President a lot better!

We always think it is an irritating, chalk-on-blackboard sound to most people. As a Realtor, I am aware of a lot of horns blowing around me. Of late, though, I am more tempted to believe that most of it does come across as just noise and people have learned to turn a deaf ear. However, what about the people who would have liked to know my name? What if I didn’t tell them?

When they need a professional Realtor they may not be able to make the connection, and may just take the first one that comes along who doesn’t grate on their nerves. I think I may be doing a disservice to those who really appreciate my music, but like a song on the radio with no identification, don’t know that it is mine. I think I need to assume that they might want to hear more, and at least give them my card so that they can decide whether to hold on to it!

If it comes after a substantive conversation, then it is merely a follow-up, not a meaningless, aggressive sales pitch. They may want to hear the music again and just want to know where to find it!

Remember that song? If you lived in the sixties and seventies, you probably do. I was reminded as I spent a week on the other coast with a friend who runs a Golden Retriever rescue, that we are all very similar to those dogs. No matter what the circumstances that brought them to a shelter, they are incredibly optimistic about the future!

Help is on the way! But often we are so busy trying to run circles around ourselves we miss the help when it arrives. We really need to give up trying to fix things, trying to solve every problem that comes within ten feet of us.

The reality is, it is done. All we can do is show up and accept what is and our part in improving it. We can’t do anyone else’s part, and if we do, they don’t get to learn their lessons and are doomed to repeat them. The Big Guy upstairs can’t help you if you don’t quit doing everything (and then resenting that you have so much to do). This is a play where you only have one part, so stop changing costumes and making everyone crazy.

The next time you want to sing this song, take a deep breath, let it go and realize….you have already been rescued! Now, wasn’t that easier?

This is a somewhat stagnant market. Too many homes, not enough serious buyers. The question is, do you really want to sell when there are so many homes like yours out there?

We all believe our home, like our family, is different…better…..worth more. However, if there are fifteen homes just like yours on the market, what is going to make someone pay a whole lot more for yours? In this market, probably not much. They are shopping price and size first, then picking the best in that category.

If you aren’t in the right price category, you won’t even be seen. And if you aren’t seen, you won’t be purchased. It is pretty simple, honestly. Supply, demand. Hula hoops, pet rocks, Cabbage Patch dolls, all had their time, but timing is everything.

Take another look at your bottom line. At a garage sale, the items sell that were priced right the first time. That buyer may only be there once. The ones who come pick at the leftovers never offer more than 10Cents on the dollar, if that.

Do yourself a favor and take the biggest markdown before you put it on the market. That’s when you have the most to gain, not lose. It is all in re-adjusting your eyesight. Do it first and be one of the lucky ones who sell their home. And know you will benefit when you are the buyer on your new one.

It is often difficult to change our habits, even when they aren’t working well for us at all. Somehow it seems easier if we are accountable to someone. Does that reach back to the place where we wanted to win a race to see the look on Mom or Dad’s face? Or to bring home a ribbon or a trophy? To have a visible measure of the worth of our effort?

Is the effort less worthy if nobody knows? Not at all, maybe even more worthy for not having to shout it out. But perhaps not as much fun if kept to ourselves. Joy shared feels like more joy than just recognition alone. Alone it feels similar to checking off an item on a long to do list, not an amazing turn around of a deep-seated habit!

For that, it is nice to have family, friends or community. They are our support people and our cheerleaders, there to help us up if we trip, so that we can stay on the path. Most of us hope to inspire others in some way, and in isolation, that is impossible….except for inspiring ourselves to beat our own record the next time, to reach for an even higher goal.  That counts,too, perhaps even more.

Anytime we start something new, we have the power to create a fresh version of ourselves. The sum total of what we have learned comes with us into any new situation or relationship. Just like moving into a new home, how often do we really examine the things we are bringing with us?

Do they hold good memories, or are we merely dragging them along because they have always been with us? Boxes of books and magazines we haven’t read. Clothes that fit a body that may never return. Grandmother’s dresser that your sister really wanted and you don’t even like, but coveted the prize she sought?

How much easier life would be if we let go of some of the things we lug around, to make room for the person we are choosing to grow into. There is little room for a plant to grow in a crowded pot.

A new job allows the same possibilities. Bringing what you know into a fresh light with new sources of knowledge and awareness. The opportunity to find challenges to expand your mind and your horizon. To see yourself anew in a different place.

That is one of the hopes of a move, many times. To give ourselves a place to bloom and grow toward a light that may have become hidden. Light is such an important factor in the choosing of most homes. I have noticed that dark homes seem to attract secretive souls, while most people look for an abundance of natural light. Certainly there are times in our lives when we may cling to darkness, but we can always choose to turn on the light.

….comes around, or so they say. How often do we notice how true that is? That we are often rewarded for something we have done, though perhaps not by the one who may have been on the receiving end?

It is obvious to me (because I notice and remark about these things) that often when we experience a loss, there is a similar gain somewhere in our personal world, be it to a child, a parent, or a friend. Often we don’t count those as our gains. However, if that same person had experienced the opposite, we would certainly have felt their pain.

We pray for things but often don’t  realize that they have been granted, and that those answers are as much gifts to us as they are to the person in our prayers.

We are all part of the people around us, the ‘family’ in our daily lives. Notice how much the good that comes into their lives benefits your peace of mind, freeing you to keep doing what you need to do, as another problem has been solved. They are all our gifts, no matter who opens them!