PRICE CHECK...PLEASE

Straight from the manufacture, in a very nice package, not beat up, no bumps or bruises, on the way to place myself on the market but the one thing my manufacture neglected to tell me was how much I was worth. So here I am on the shelf amongst a lot of other products that has the same goal as me, which is to belong to someone. Being that I didn’t really know my worth I thought it was best if I sold myself for cheap because I felt it would make my new owner like me better or maybe they would appreciate me more. Before I knew it, I was sold to the first buyer. I was so happy because I was no longer on the market but the buyer never understands because they aren’t the ones that desire to be wanted and it showed. I found myself being returned a lot, with a lot of complaints like, this thing calls too damn much, it ran out of money, it’s stupid, it doesn’t look as good as it did when I bought it or I found something better. I was sometimes left confused because I felt like I did my job. I did what a lot of things that many other products probably wouldn’t have done for them, hell I think I went above and beyond. Despite of everything, I always took the time out to polish myself back up so that I looked good before I headed back out on that shelf but I was tired, so tired I couldn’t function right for anyone else or maybe it was that I didn’t want too because of the abuse that I took from my previous owners, which lead to me being returned over and over again. It took a while before I realized that it’s not only about my presentation or how much I can do, the issue was that I was selling myself for cheap, easy to obtain, no one had to work hard to get me and no one can really appreciate anything that they didn’t have to work for. I had to do a price check and now I know why I had never been given a price and that is because I was never to be sold. I was not to let anyone feel they had ownership of me because then they will feel like they can do whatever they want, have the upper hand and you have no say so. Today, even though I’ve been beat, bump and bruised, I still have a lot of bidders and I pass up everyone. The next person will know that I can’t be bought, they will know that I am PRICELESS.

A FEW MINOR REPAIRS.

So I remember when I first saw this house, it had lots of charm...tons. As I viewed it I noticed there were some creeks in the wood as I walked across and it needed some minor repairs but it was fine with me, all I knew is that I really liked the place. So in less than a month, the house belonged to me. I was so excited I went and got brand new furniture for it and new paint and everything, I invited people over every chance I got to show them my new place and they were happy for me. I had been living there for 6 month by that time I had got use to the place and realized that the excitement i had for it had gone....don't get me wrong, I still loved my place but I had no reason to be excited anymore, I guess I had gotten comfortable. Time went by and all the stuff I had been doing for the house stopped, I had gotten lazy, before I knew even the little things about the house bothered me...things that i knew about the house before I bought it, like the creek in the wood. I would sometimes sit on the porch and look around the neighborhood to see the nicely painted houses and their freshly mowed lawns and pretty green grass. I remember when my grass was as green as theirs were, but it started to turn a little brown and I stopped cutting it so that brown dead grass had spread across the yard and grew and grew. At this point and time I was tired with this place,the same people that were happy for me when I bought it start telling me it wasn't worth it and to sell the place.As much as I love this place, the things that everyone had been saying started to make since. I would ride around looking at new houses and in my mind i knew i wasn't going to buy them but hey i was just looking, not knowing that made me start comparing my house to the ones I saw on the streets in which I thought were better than mine. The more I stopped caring about the house the more it started falling apart and by that time I couldn't take it anymore so i decided to put the house on the market. I said to myself having a house is too much for me at the time and I don't think I'm ready for it so I rented a nice little apartment, it was a month to month lease and I had no real commitment to the place, I didn't have to put in any work...I just lived there but you know with time I then grew tired of living in an apartment and missed how it felt to have my own home. I went and searched around til finally something caught my eye. Same as the last one...I was excited, I showed it off, I got new things for it but you know what.. after awhile its grass start turning brown and even in this house things feel apart...even worst. I sat and wondered what happen to the house that I sold so I decided to ride by and see it. Wow, it looked great!! It had nice green grass, new paint and even some add ons. I couldn't believe my eyes. By the time i got home all i could think about was how good that house looked now and How I should have kept it. I like my new house but that house was something special and as I see all I needed to do was water and cut the grass sometimes and fix things when it got broken not to mention I let people make me believe I had a peace of crap house. I woke up the next morning and went straight to home depot to get things to fix the issues in my home, I bought a lawn mower and a garden hoes. I was determine to get my home together. Today I walk around my home and its looks wonderful, new appliances,paint and everything. I sat on the porch and took a look at my nice green grass and mowed lawn, then I realized that all this time I had let my place fall apart and all it need was a few minor repairs.