People used to be tougher and better than today’s generations. Now we are spoiled. I say “we” because I include myself into this number. Life is easy today. I can’t remember ever being starving. I remember in my childhood I have many toys and still I wanted more. When I think now children used to have one rag doll and this was their only toy. I eat what I want. I sleep when I want and I go where I want, in my free time of course.  But I know I am soft and spoiled by our modern society. I doubt if I face the difficulties my ancestors used to overcome in their life, that in this case I would not be able handle the situation as they used to do it. And because of this I have one western metal wall art in my room and I keep it to remind me for these old sturdy fellows that made our lives easy today not so long ago.

I am unemployed since four months. If I speak the truth I need to confess I went through hell these last months. I had some savings but I watched them melted like a snow in the spring. I was desperate I am failing to take care for my family and I had the worst depression in my life. One week ago I had a job offer. To be honest it is a job I even don’t want to mention about but it is a job and it pays money for the bills at least. So I took the job offer. During this last week I have calls from 5 more jobs and they are much better than this one I took the offer. Now again I am facing a challenge. I am at cross road and I don’t know which way to take. They are at least 3 positions from these calls I want to take. Now from the bottom where I was I feel like I am flying high in the skies. But I fear this flight not to be a short one and when I fall I fear not to crush myself into the ground. I need to make the right decision but I find it hard to choose which one is it.


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Our garage roof had leaked.  We go to work using the subway and sometimes no one enters inside it for more than a week. The snow had melted and today when I have entered inside I saw a puddle in the middle. What is worse in this situation is that the leakage is just above some boxes with stored items inside. And the top box contains inside two wrought iron grilles which had apparently rust when water reached them. This rust is now in all the other boxes. I have few clothes that I had intention to use but now they smell nasty. Water is mean tricky thing. It had spoiled everything in those boxes…


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No doubt every American had order at least once in his/hers life a Big Mac. Personally I am not a big fan of the fast food but I often eat in fast food restaurants since they are not many other options and my work does not allow me to eat in fancy restaurants every day. If you stand in front of the cashier and look at the advertisement of the burgers you will see them big and juicy with vegetables, just making you want to have a bite. When they serve you the real sandwich you see one small withered thingy that can barely resemble its photograph. I call this deceit and insolence. And this is legal. It should be sanctioned and huge fine must be applied for lying shamelessly to the people.

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Wrought iron wall sculptures are great decoration tools. I have such in my garden and I need to tell you that since I had placed them there the look changed drastically. Now the place looks more sophisticated, more chic and stylish. The garden focuses on plants but if you combine plants with iron and wood as I did you get terrific view. I have wood gazebo and wooden figures around my garden. I was afraid wood and iron may deteriorate at the open but when properly processed there is no problem. Mine have survived one winter already and this is the second ano and I see no changes. They just look terrific.

People put nickels in piggy banks. Not all of them use piggy banks exactly, some may use jars, cans, boxes and so on but my point is that everyone knows what piggy bank is. I feel a bit of curiosity about why people choose pig as the symbol of saving. The only association for me about filling the piggy bank with money is related to the life of the pig itself. You feed the pig (i.e. place money inside the piggy bank) and in time when it grows up big enough (when it is filled with coins) you slaughter (smash it to get the coins inside) it to eat it.

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