Bloganuary: Link to an old post about a chore

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It seems I have written about the same subjects, Bloganuary has this year. Today’s it’s chore that is challenging. I don’t like repeating myself, so here is an old post about a chore.


Originally published on January 18, 2019

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Job search is a chore

There are very unpleasant chores like cleaning the bathroom and then there a chore a lot of people need to do to survive. That is a job search. Sorry for writing a post about it again but the word ‘chore’ is kind of a boring subject. It’s not even fun to write about. Writing about a job search is not that either so it’s actually a chore as well. An unpleasant thing, a routine.

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Bloganuary: Repost: Day 1: I write because…

Originally published 2016/09/26

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Tallenna

TallennI write because it’s fun. Writing is like breathing. Without breathing, you can’t live. Writing is also good therapy. It’s also easier to express my thoughts. If I talk to someone, I always think first about what to say. When I write things, I have time to think. In a conversation, you might forget what you were supposed to say and when the situation is over, it’s too late. It happens too often. That’s also an introversion thing. It always feels weird when I have to start conversations. When I write, things go the way I’ve planned them.

I couldn’t ever make blogging a living. I’m not good enough to give advice. I’m the one who needs guidance. It would be too challenging to think every day about what to write. I write when I feel like it. I’m not good at keeping up a schedule when it comes to writing. I couldn’t be an author either, even if I’ve always been good at writing fiction. Speaking of that. I love writing fan fiction. It’s also a great escape from reality. You need to live in another world for a while. Especially when bad things are happening in the real world.

When I was younger, I had diaries. I didn’t write anything secret. Unless you mean crushes on pop stars. That’s nothing to be embarrassed about. If someone found my diaries and read them, I wouldn’t care. I’ve read them, and it’s more of, what was I thinking, kind of thing. But nothing I feel ashamed of. If I was famous tabloids, they would be very disappointed. There’s nothing there that would destroy my career. If I had one, that is.

I started writing at 7 years old, but then it was only a few sentences. Like I said before in this post, writing is like breathing to me. The same with music and photography. I just can’t live without them. I have to get my thoughts out of my head, and writing is better than keeping it all inside. You don’t have to be a great writer to write. It doesn’t even have to be published anywhere. As long as you write, that’s all that matters. That’s how I survive from depression. I feel down at times, but I’m lucky I don’t suffer from it. I could never put myself in someone elses shoes, but I can be there for the person who does have it bad.

These are the reasons why I write. If someone said I should stop writing, I should say, stop breathing. I’ll write until I can’t no more. It’s my life, and you should do what you like with yours. Do what you love, and don’t let other people spoil your mood.

This is a daily inspiration and my 30 minutes is up.

Tallenna

Repost: Allergic to you

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I’m not allergic to food or animals but I am allergic to dust, sweat, strong smells and cigarette smoke. I’ve mentioned before about my atopic eczema. If I was allergic to food I could choose what to eat. But when it comes to fragrances, there are things and places that are difficult to avoid. When you’re around people, there’s always someone who wears too much perfume. Or a smoker who has just been outside. That’s the worse smell ever, a person who has just smoked. I can hardly breathe if someone like that is close by. When smoking was still allowed in pubs and cruise ships, my skin reacted to the smoke. It got itchy and I had dry skin for days. Luckily, they forbid smoking inside and now it’s much nicer to travel on ships. Except my skin still gets dry but that’s because of the bedclothes in the cabins that are washed with a strong detergent.

I can’t sweat so running and other “sweaty” things should be avoided. If I do run, my skin becomes itchy and it’s really unpleasant. That’s why I hate it if I’m late and I have to run. I can’t do physical work. Any job where you have to wash your hands often or use strong detergents is bad for me. Even hot weather makes my skin itch. I can’t stay in the sun for too long either. In winter the eczema is the worse. In the summer it’s not that bad. Some people think it’s contagious but it’s not. It doesn’t look very nice but you won’t get it if you touch someone. My allergy is mild compared to what others might have. Some have it on their hands but luckily I haven’t. Mine is mostly on my face and arms. Sometimes my face is so red, that I’m not very willing to go outside. I use an emollient cream which seems to work. Moisturizers that doesn’t contain alcohol is good for me. I have to use fragrance-free products but luckily there’s quite a lot to choose from. Wearing wool on bare skin makes me itchy. When I was younger, I was so embarrassed about having eczema on my arms so I wore long-sleeved shirts all summer. As I got older I noticed wearing short sleeves made it better. It’s the sweat that makes the skin itchy.

House dust and especially during cleaning makes my nose run. I begin to sneeze and sometimes I get 24-hour flu because of it. That’s the reason I don’t like dusting. Dust also makes my face itch. The dust outside in the spring also gives me mild reactions but not as much as inside. Sometimes I think maybe I should hire a cleaner because of my condition but I don’t like strangers touching my things. Besides, housekeepers cost money and I rather clean my flat myself. Anyone with an allergy of any kind knows life isn’t peachy but you learn to live with your imperfections.