Thought for the day

i don't know if my perspective on things are changing because i am getting older, or if i am reevaluating my priorities, or if i am simply just missing propriety and manners.  i think there is a time and place for everything and given all of the freedoms allowed people these days, that has gone by the wayside.

Most of my life, Sundays have been days of peace and reflection.  Now that i am getting into a Sunday routine that is working for me, i really do enjoy the peace of it all.  Having said that, there are just some things that, for me, do not go along with what i want my Sunday to be.  Things that work for other people do not necessarily work for me.  And i am meaning what i find to be appropriate.  We all have different tastes and boundaries.  And that is fine.  But, for me, i must stick by the ones i have because it will help me reach my goals of inner peace.

This morning, i got up, started brewing coffee, walked Squirt and fed the kitties out back.  Then i got my cup of coffee and sat down at the computer to do my crossword puzzle, check Facebook and listen to "With Heart and Voice" on NPR.  So far so good.  When i logged onto Facebook, the first thing i saw was not one, but two, pictures of hairy asses.  They were from a group that i thought would be fun to be a part of in order to make some new friends and get to know people.   But, honestly, that was not what i wanted to start my Sunday off with.  If guys want to post those pics on Facebook, more power to them.  It's just not something i really wanted to see before i had my first cup of coffee.  i do not go to Facebook to look at people's private parts.  There are plenty, and i mean plenty, of places on the internet for that sort of thing.  For me, Facebook, even with all it's problems and drama, is someplace i go to get away from that.  Oh well.  And when i logged into my Yahoo messenger, i received a message from a friend and the conversation immediately was turning towards an adult nature.  Sometimes it can be fun to just chat back and forth like that, but it's 8am on a Sunday morning...a bit early for me so i politely ended the conversation and had some more coffee.

There is nothing wrong with these kinds of things and i am not condemning anyone for it.  It is simply just not what i want on my Sundays...especially Sunday mornings.  Some things still need to be sacred...literally and figuratively.

Ah, well.  Time for more coffee.

Cheers