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The Battle With Light

Published June 29, 2017 by mindfulofchatter



Summer days mean more sun. Sometimes, depending on where you live, you may be trying to sleep while the sun is still shining. Other times it means everything in your house has a damn light on it. That is an issue all year ’round.

When did manufacturers decide everything needs a light to tell us if it’s on? Some have a light to tell us it’s off. Some have light to tell us it’s in ‘sleep’ mode. WHY?!?! Are we suddenly so stupid we need a light to tell us all this?

Because I live with a roommate in tiny (crappy) apartment, most of my stuff is in my room. This includes my TV, a small dehumidifier, my clock, my iPod speaker station, my laptop and a couple of power strips to help keep the electronics safe.

They all have a damn light.

The TV has a blue light to tell me it’s on. I guess the picture on the screen just isn’t enough to get that point across. That blue light changes to a red light to tell me it’s off, because the lack of a picture on the screen isn’t enough to tell me I turned it off. That light is about an inch and half long. It is very, very bright in a dark room. I now have a stack of decorative boxes to move in front the light at night. Otherwise I feel like Sauron is watching me all night.

The small dehumidifier also has two lights. A green on to tell you it’s on – the light humming sound just isn’t enough of a clue – and yellow light to tell you it’s full and needs empty. Both of these lights are tiny, but they are the brightest damn LED’s I have ever seen. The green light lights up the room almost enough to read by. Is this supposed to be a signal to all other dehumidifiers? Why does it need to be so bright? I solved this one by painting over the green light with black nail polish.

My laptop has a light on the front to tell me it’s on, plus a light on the power cord to tell me it’s plugged in. The cord light changes colours depending on if it’s fully charged or charging. Not only does it have a light on the top of the plug, but also on the bottom of the plug. I have no idea why there a light on the bottom of the plug. The front light pulses when the lid is closed. Why? Why can’t it just dim down a bit? So now there is a bit of paper taped over the front light. I cover the charging cord light with the belt from my bathrobe (The lappy sits on a small table near my closet at night. The robe hangs on the closet door).

My old digital clock had a dial on the back so the display could be dimmed. The one I have now doesn’t have that feature. I can turn it away from my face and let it be a nightlight. It isn’t so bright that it lights up the room like beacon. I just wish more clocks were made with the option to dim the display.

Thankfully, both power strips are hidden away and the lights on those are not an issue.

My iPod speaker/player is the only one that is sensible. When I turn it on, the front plate lights up to tell me it’s on, and where it is set (iPod or radio). When I turn it off, all the lights turn off. Glory hallelujah!

Why have I declared war on all this light? Because all that light makes tough for me to sleep, especially on nights I am having trouble getting to the actual sleeping part.

All that light may also prevent your body from fully resting.  You may be sleeping, but your body is still on some sort of alert due to the lights. Yup, there is science behind that. This why some people wake up when a bright light shines in their face.

Me? I just want to sleep. Without all the lights.


Moving Forward – Again.

Published May 27, 2016 by mindfulofchatter

I am startled to see how long I have been writing this little blog. I am always amazed that I have a small group of followers. Wow. Just wow.

I when I started writing here, I mostly relayed humorous stories about life. My life and my futile attempts to date using online dating services. Well, ‘service’ is a rather strong word for what you get at online dating sites.

Lately I have noticed a descent into a darkness that I do not care to be in. There is no longer humor in my posts, only screams, thrashing about and anger. Like, ew. While it helps me to let it out, it not necessarily what I intended to share. And while I can’t promise there won’t be more screaming, thrashing about and anger, I will try to share my goings on in more, um, entertaining fashion.

There are decisions to be made. Lifelong dreams to brought to life.

I recently met a woman who made homeless with 4 children and 30 rescue dogs. Everyone told her to give up the dogs. She refused. She had a dream and those dogs were a part of it. She made a promise to those dogs and she was going to keep it. Still, the people in her world told her it was impossible.

Guess what? A patron donated an RV for her and her children to live in. A retired couple who used run a kennel, which now stood empty, invited her to live on their property and bring all the dogs. Nine days ago, escrow closed on the kennel and she and her children moved in to the house at the kennel. She now owns the kennel and that property is now home to her rescue.

My own dreams are not as big as hers. This woman understands how it feels when people tell you can’t do something. People have been telling me most of my life that how I want to live is impossible, ridiculous, and silly.

With a little luck, I will be on my way to my dreams in the next few months. I know it will not happen over night.

The time has come to shake off the darkness and step into the light.