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Hobo, Transient, Hitchhicker whatever you may want to call them.  It seems like I am a magnet that attracts them. 

My Parents own a campground/RV Park on Interstate 40 (old Route 66) in Texas.  Lately I have been helping my parents by working at the park when they have to be gone.  It never fails, the days I am there I will get these people carrying a backpack walking straight to the front door.  Awww man, I think in my mind.  I hope he ain’t gonna rob me or worse.  The last 3 times I have kept the RV park for my parents this has happened.  Each time I offered them a sandwich, and asked where they were headed and wished them luck on their journey. 

You know if you think about how many types of people travel down an interstate like I-40 I feel really lucky that my parents haven’t had more problems than they have.  There have been a few incidents, like the cops pulling up and surrounding a camper because the men in the camper were suspected for bombing something.  That was a long time ago, way before 9-11.

I just kinda thought to myself, “Why can’t it be a really handsome hunk walking down the road, instead of these wild eyed, crazy hair, no teeth hobos?”

But they were all really nice to me because I was really nice to them.  They could have been thieves, murderers, druggies, rapist, whatever.  I made them a sandwich and wished them luck on their journey. 

“KNOCK ON WOOD”  hope the future hobos are as kind.

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I swear, I can be on the computer, checking email, checking facebook, writing a blog, checking Twitter, reading blogs, trying to learn, when all at once the day is gone. I swear I got up early, got on the computer and Zoom it was lunch time.

The thought went through my mind….this must be how a dog feels, for every year of a dog’s life, it is like seven years of a human’s life. Maybe we should ask “Do you mean real time or computer time?”

Just a thought as my day went by way too fast. Another thought time spent in a waiting room is double real time, and time spent on the computer is half of real time.

I was at Affiliate Summit and visiting with Mark Weiglus from 45n5.com, he was in charge of the blog room.  As we visited the question came up, “What is your Niche”?  “What are you interested in”?  I was almost embarrased.  “I have no idea.” I thought to myself. Everyone in the Affiliate marketing community talk about finding your “Niche”.  Oh my God, I have no clue who I am.  I have been a wife and a mother for so many years and I have no idea what I am all about.  Sure I am all about my kids, and I love my husband, but my kids are grown, my husband has gotten a promotion and is all excited about his work and that is his life now. 

My Parents live close, and thank Goodness, I am close as they are getting older and time is something you can never get back.  I treasure each precious moment with my Parents.

There are so many women who have blogs about their kids, being a mom, strong women.  Yeah, yeah, yeah,….whatever!   I am nothing special.  Who am I?  I am like every other woman in the world who has dedicated their lives to their family.  Which is so admirable, don’t get me wrong, I am proud of myself, and I love my family more than life itself. 

But Who Am “I” ?