Love Your Enemies

Dang it!

It can be so hard to love your enemies, especially when they seem so unjust.

Since living in Mexico these past few months we have been renting a home from a local property management company not Airbnb or HomeAway which we’ve always rented through.

Advice: Don’t ever rent outside of a legitimate vacation home rentals company unless it’s in the US.

It’s been one thing after another with our current living situation. It’s funny because I had told my husband I wanted to experience the local life of Mexico and that my friend we have in so many ways. The good and the bad.

So issues we’ve had:

No internet for two weeks – (Starbucks became our best friend)

We have had a washer placed in our house but it came broken. The property manager literally said she was buying herself a new one and she was giving us her old one. I thought she was joking but she was actually telling the truth!! 😮 it took the the repairman several days for him to finally come fix it so I had to wash clothes for our crew of 8 peeps by hand.

Not dreamy – even though it sounds somewhat dreamy to hang clothes on the line on a beautiful terrace in Mexico overlooking the Authentic city. It’s gets old.

Finally the washer was fixed but now only washes small loads. So now I do laundry all day, every day. 😖

I dream of washers and dryers. And actually could use a laundry service but don’t have that luxury right now even though I’ve heard it’s cheap.

Ok enough of the laundry issues. Next…

• She is now blaming my kids for a broken door which was already cracked.

• We moved in with only a few dishes, blankets and no towels. (Do you understand “lady” that we only packed carry ons and didn’t bring towels and blankets.) we had to buy towels, and dishes. We’ve only been in Mexico 2 months but feels like a months and months.
• We paid her 2 deposits (one supposedly for the washer – that broke again and I’ve been without one for three days already! )
• The two deposits are not for the last months rent which I assumed it was and what she meant but nah. We have to pay our last months rent which is January (hallelujah we’re leaving the house Feb 1st)

So I was furious last night as I was messaging her about the freakin washer and last months rent. I was so mad I felt my blood pressure rise and had a head ache 😖

I realized how I was sending all this negative energy up and in me that I hated it. I’m not this person. I’m actually a person who is a peacemaker and is very unsettled when things get bad – That’s all I think about.

After letting it bother me until bedtime, I quietly told myself I am not that person and I will bless my enemy and send positive energy towards her and the situation. I fell asleep thinking and breathing in peace.

This morning my husband and I were talking about our money situation and realized that if I had thousands of dollars in our bank account I wouldn’t have been so overworked about the deposits etc… or even the washer.

We both decided that we wanted to just let her keep the deposits as a way of saying we don’t ever, ever need to fight over money – with anyone!! Period!

I woke up this morning with this scripture on my notifications:

“But love your enemies, do good, and lend, hoping for nothing in return; and your reward will be great, and you will be sons of the Most High. For He is kind to the unthankful and evil.”

‭‭Luke‬ ‭6:35‬ ‭

This came to my memory as I talked it over with my husband and after we decided to just give her the deposits, something just lifted and I actually felt love for her. It felt so good to give and not fight about money.

I picture myself as that person that doesn’t lack but gives and I want to be her right now even when I don’t have thousands in my account!!

This 2019 will be all about gift giving and peaceful abundant living!!

One Day We’ll Be Rich.

One day soon I hope.

How do I begin…well it feels crappy when we have negative money in our bank account while sitting in the middle of Mexico wondering when our paycheck will arrive so we can buy food.

I honestly got a glimpse of what it’s like to be a poor Mexican. You can see the poverty in their eyes. They walk down the street with sad eyes without much hope for the future. They have no curiosity and barely smile as you walk by. Heads held down.

They do have homes, tortillas to eat and have to wash clothes by hand. They walk to their jobs to clean the homes of the wealthier living in downtown. But I see it in their faces…all they can think about is survival. Because they dont see much opportunity around them.

I can somewhat relate. We have never really had much in savings. We’ve always lived pay check to check with a couple times taking out welfare. We’ve always just survived and we always make it.

These last 2 years we’ve been traveling full time and it’s been enjoyable with what we could do living pay check to pay check. And I don’t regret us doing this because we have memories to carry on with us into the future.

Yes…living pay check to pay check is something I don’t want to do anymore. I’ve been listening to and reading materials on the law of attraction and how our energy can push away money that is suppose belong to us. Sometimes our own belief about money deflects it. I don’t completely understand other than I do believe God does want good for all His creation and that there is so much about the universe and our minds that we don’t completely understand.

All I can do is stay positive, especially now…

My husband has decided that he wants to leave his current company. He works as an independent contractor selling the service the company provides so you can say that he’s basically running his own business but with limitations. And that’s what really bothers him.

He knows that he can do his own thing and start his very own business. He’s always been an entrepreneur at heart. So have I…so I support this move. But it’s so hard when we don’t know the future of what it will produce.

We’ve actually had two business in the past that we “tried” but they both failed. Maybe the third will be the charm??

We do hope that we’ll double our current income in 2019, no longer living pay check to pay check, and in our future to never know lack again.

The Disappearing Act

Hello, hello again.

I’ve been off site for about a year. Not sure what kept me away. I guess I just didn’t have anything much to share but negative things but heck this is the space to vent and share some of my ups and downs of life.

I guess I’m not sure where to take this blog? I like being anonymous but sometimes I just want to share who I am. Not that I’m famous or anything – nope not at all!!

I don’t have many friends. I’m just a stay at home mom who has come to appreciate my role in this life. It feels good to embrace motherhood and homemaking. That’s for another day, another post.

We’ve been traveling again this year since thats what we do full time. But but … soon to settle down a bit. Yep.

I’ve realized that I don’t really want to continue full time travel like we have done. Should I dare say that it’s been a little blah lately. Not as exciting as it once was. It’s been tough on some of the kids and don’t want to fight it.

Not gonna lie, heck yeah, it’s been fun but time to find “home” again after two years of being “homeless”.

So yes, I am ready to get a house again and fill up with things. I think the homemaking/interior designer bug has bit me.

And that’s for another post. Another day.

We considered settling last year around this time but realized we weren’t ready to buy furniture and so soon. And I wanted to travel abroad. We had only been traveling 10 months.

And just to give you a quick update – we finally left the US this year and arrived into Mexico. Been here a bit but honestly haven’t enjoyed myself like I thought I would. We are living amongst the locals and I miss American conveniences (like a clothes dryer and my vehicle) so very much and the food here is so so. Call me a baby but yeah it’s been tough living abroad.

I’m not cut out to adjusting to foreign ways. I guess I’m old and set in my ways? I’ve realized that if we do live abroad again we’d stay a shorter amount of time, like 4-6 weeks.

Mexico became boring after 2 weeks. And having little spending money doesn’t help. And that’s for another blog post and another day.

Dang it why am I complaining. I’m probably going to miss Mexico after we leave in a few months.

And before we go, I really want to see the beach. Oh yeah we’re not at a beach we’re in a smallish city near Mexico City. Very quaint indeed.

I guess I’m just missing “home”.