Great Roofing Advice For You

Whether you like it or not, your roofing could quickly end up being filthy with time. It may not be closer to the ground where dirt resides, however it will still sustain dirt in a kind of debris from trees, stains caused by molds and mildew, and crud from polluted air. You can eliminate these on your roof utilizing cleaning items such as premixed sprays, mild cleaning agent, chlorine bleach, oxygen bleach, and fungicide.

Premixed Sprays Residents who choose cleansing their roofing systems on their own, but do not wish to blend products might acquire premixed sprays at any house enhancement stores. This cleaning option can be used on the roofing system using reduced pressure spray. The option must be delegated set for a number of minutes prior to rinsing making use of yard hose. Pick a premixed spray that suits the kind of roof you have and start cleaning without tinkering chemicals and paying for a cleaner.

Mild Detergent If you want to make use of a simpler cleaning product that won’t damage your roofing, you may make use of dish soap or various other mild detergents. You can make a moderate cleaning agent roofing system cleaner on your own by blending at least two tbsps of dish soap with a gallon of water. Stir the option well and apply on the roofing system while brushing. Use a soft-bristled brush in cleansing shingles and rinse off with water.

Chlorine Bleach Another item for reliable roofing system cleaning Palm Harbor locals prefer comes in a form of bleach which can either be chlorine-based or oxygen-based.

Chlorine-based bleach is a strong cleaning product utilized to eliminate moss that grows around your roof. It can be used using a spray. If you grow plants near your roofing, cover them with tarpaulin to avoid chlorine contamination.

Oxygen Bleach This sort of bleach made use of for many kinds of roof is less hazardous than chlorine when it pertains to your plants. According to maker’s guidelines, this solution can be diluted in water. Apply the option to your roof and leave it on for about twenty minutes prior to scrubbing. You could utilize high pressure garden spray to get rid of moss and algae.

Fungicide If both kinds of bleaches are inadequate in eliminating moss and mold on your roofing, you could utilize a more powerful fungicide. Mix the cleaning item with water according to ratios specified by the producer. Use the diluted option on metal roofing Tampa locals choose and let it set for few minutes before washing. Roofing professionals advise users to wear gloves when applying fungicide to avoid skin irritation.

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Why Skateboard for Fun?

Right here are my leading 5 suggestions for enjoying skateboarding. If you cant have enjoyable skateboarding, you ain’t never ever gonna have any fun! So below goes, lets see if I can give you a push in the right instructions.

1. Let yourself go when you are skateboarding, have a blow out and a wild time. Put a smile on your face, rock and roll down that hillside and provide it everything you have actually got. Don’t think too much about it, simply do it without any restraints and put yourself in the zone where the rest of your life cant touch you. I hope I am not getting too hippy on you below!

2. This is the dull bit, but to have fun you have to wear a helmet. Yeah, however it isn’t cool to end up on a life support machine with a brain that does not work appropriate cos you were too dumb to use a helmet.

3. Get the basics down pat, so then you can improvise on the top of your great method. Strategy is extremely essential, once you have actually learned the standard manoeuvrings then you can truly have a good time.

4. Be creative, experiment with brand-new steps. Attempt to consider a signature step that no one you understand does. Push yourself to attempt out various things with your skateboard. Skateboarding can be an art kind in the right hands.

5. Be sociable, get out with your mates when you are skateboarding and share the enjoyable around. When you look back on your life you will discover that all the finest times you had, all the actually good times you had, were when you shared things with other people, experiences and tribulations too.

So there we are, my overview of enjoying yourself skateboarding. Yeah a lot of it is tongue in cheek but there is a bit of wisdom I such as to think in there too.

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How to Start Uncluttering Your Life

“It is not a daily increase, but a daily decrease. Hack away at the inessentials.”
Bruce Lee

I love uncluttering.


Because a life with less clutter makes it easier to find inner peace, to focus and to keep your attention on what is most important and meaningful in life.

Clutter creates distraction. It can create stress and confusion that you may not be aware of that it is creating.

But after you have uncluttered there is usually a sensation of feeling calmer and lighter, a bit more upbeat and being able to think more clearly.

Decluttering a drawer, shelf or some kind of space in your life can be an unexpectedly positive experience not just practically but for you as a person both emotionally and mentally.

This is the most important reason why I declutter.

But it also frees up space and in many cases saves money.

If you have just 5 or 10 minutes to spare today and want to take a first step to simplify your outer and inner life then I recommend uncluttering just one small space in your house.

Here’s how I declutter in a few simple steps.

First, pick a drawer or a shelf.

Empty it out and clean it out.

Put everything that was in the space in one big pile.

Then make choices about those items, one at a time.

The choices are:

  • Choose to trash the item. Then put it in a trash bag.
  • Give it away. Give away old books, clothes etc. Give it to someone you know that you think could make good use of it. Or give it away to your local charity. Put such items in another bag or box.
  • Keep it and find a home for it. If you want to keep the item then find a home for it. It could be at one of the front corners of your drawer or to the right in the top shelf of your book case for example.
  • Put it in a 6-month box. If you are unsure about if you should keep the item or not ask yourself: have I used this in the past year? If not, then it is often pretty safe to say that you won’t be using it in the future either.*
    If you are still unsure after having used the question, put the item(s) in a box. Put the box away somewhere where you can easily access it – a closet for example – if you need something from it. On the outside of the box write the date when you put the stuff in it.
    6 months later get the box and see what is still in it. If you haven’t used those things in the past 6 months then you have no need for them and you can safely give them away or throw them out.

And that’s it.

By taking small 5-10 minute steps when you have some time to spare you can declutter a whole lot over a few weeks or months.

Or that first small step may lead you to uncluttering a whole room at once.

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Learning to Love and Live When Life Gets Hard

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“The pain you feel today will be the strength you feel tomorrow.” ~Unknown

It’s when you’ve woken up with a full day ahead of you after only two hours of sleep.

It’s when there’s nothing for you to do but sit by your friends as they deal with tragedies and all the hard stuff life throws at us.

It’s when you don’t know how to handle the situations in your life that are anything but black and white.

It’s when you feel utterly helpless and powerless as you watch someone you care about aching with the deep soul wounds that only come from losing the person that comprised the other half of their heart.

It’s when your own heart feels as though it’s been crushed beyond recognition over and over again.

It’s when your path is entirely unclear and you don’t know if the next step is solid ground or off a cliff.

It’s when you’re not sure if the decisions you’ve made are the right ones.

It’s when sometimes you realize they weren’t.

It’s when it looks as though the world is irrevocably falling apart.

It’s when it seems like people are becoming more and more disconnected, lonely, and afraid.

It’s when you feel as though there’s no way you can even begin to help fix any of it.

It’s when you realize that, in spite of it all, you really are smart and strong enough to make it through step by agonizingly slow step.

It’s when you realize that just when you thought you had nothing left to give, you find you actually have everything left to give and more.

It’s when you want to give up on it all, but find that one thing that drives you to keep going.

It’s easy to love and give and feel happy and alive when things are going well, when we feel as though the world is our oyster. But what happens when life feels as though it’s caving in with a spirit crushing weight?

Over the course of 48 hours I found out a friend died, two of the people closest to me are supporting their moms as they contend with cancer, several friends are struggling with family issues, and all the while I’m attempting to balance out 14 hour work days as a counselor at a residential high school, but just wishing I was home to be with everyone.

It reminds me a lot of when I was working out and training for hours on end. There would come times when I felt exhausted, burnt out, and desperately wanted to quit. But then I remembered my goal.

I remembered that the pain and discomfort were temporary, and the strength, endurance, flexibility, and functionality I was gaining were invaluable.

While working out seems like an insignificant comparison to major life events, the psychological training is the same. What you tell yourself in moments that seem unimportant is what reemerge when things get hard. As the quote goes, “You don’t rise to the level of your expectations, you fall to the level of your training.”

You don’t grow when things are easy and effortless. You grow when you’re being challenged—sometimes beyond what you think you’re capable of handling.

We carry ideas of what we think loving and living are until something comes along and redefines how we see it all. Sometimes it redefines it by making it appear as though it’s completely broken or entirely gone.

But you know what the beautiful part of it all is?

Just because we think something is broken doesn’t mean that it can’t be mended in some way.

And just because we think we can’t see something doesn’t mean it’s not there. The world around us reminds us of it all the time. Even the sun, moon, and stars silently show us that they exist even when there’s too much in the way to see them.

It’s not easy. It’s really, really hard. In fact, sometimes it looks nearly impossible. How are we supposed to gather our scattered bits of resolve to rebuild the will to keep moving forward when all we really want to do is curl up and hide from the world?

It’s those times we have to step aside and heal in whatever way we can, and in that time, remember (or find) what it is that keeps us going.

It’s when we think we have no reason left to love, and sometimes when we question our very existence, that we have to allow ourselves to find and create a whole new beauty from what may have felt like (and maybe was) an end.

As Cormac McCarthy wrote in All the Pretty Horses, “…those who have endured some misfortune will always be set apart but it is just that misfortune which is their gift and which is their strength.”

If we are open to the lessons from our hardships, misfortunes, and tragedies they will inevitably build within us an increasingly unshakable compassion, understanding, and love.

Losing so much of what I’ve loved and watching as friends contend with their own losses, I’ve learned that when it seems things couldn’t be any worse, that’s when it’s most important to gather every last bit of will and heart and forge the faith to keep believing that love and life are worth every single moment.

Even those that break our hearts.

It’s in those moments when we have to learn how to love and live again.

“It’s times like these you learn to live again. It’s times like these you give and give again. It’s times like these you learn to love again.” ~Foo Fighters

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Haiku Kwon is an avid wanderluster who has been a barista, bartender, logistics specialist, yoga instructor, and counselor in her different lives that have taken her all over the world. She has yet to figure out what she wants to be when she grows up. You can follow her story at Life’s A Risk… And I’m All In. She would love to connect with you on Facebook or Twitter.

Life Isn’t Always Fair: 5 Steps to Accept Tough Situations

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“Accept what is, let go of what was, and have faith in what will be.” ~Sonia Ricotti

I hate my life! It’s a phrase that’s used by teenagers and adults alike. Sometimes we use them for dramatic effect and sometimes, literally.

When I was diagnosed with bipolar disorder two years ago and said “I hate my life!” I meant every word. I hated it so much that there were times I couldn’t even picture it was worth living.

The depression was incapacitating. The hypomania disguised itself as extreme anxiety and irrational fears.

In order to stay alive (literally), I had to accept my illness, let go of what I wanted my life to be, and have faith that the future would take care of itself.

Here are five things I’ve learned so far on my journey of accepting a life that isn’t fair and never will be.

1. Recognize the problem.

Right before I was diagnosed with bipolar disorder I tried to be everything to everyone. I gave 100 percent at work, I gave 100 percent to my family, and I gave 100 percent to whatever else needed me.

I came to find out that giving 300 percent is impossible. Something had to give. That something was me.

I had a breakdown. Several of them, actually, because right after I recovered from one, before long I found myself going back to giving 300 percent. I lost count of the number of times I was admitted to an acute treatment facility for days at a time.

At last I realized that living life this way was going to kill me. I couldn’t accept that I had an illness. I couldn’t accept that I had to slow down. I couldn’t accept that I wasn’t perfect.

Because of that I didn’t want to be alive. The pain of living with a mental illness can result in that type of thinking.

Sometimes we have to make a choice: pretend that nothing is wrong and then continually deal with the consequences, or acknowledge the problem and face it head-on.

2. Do something about it.

Once I accepted the fact that I wasn’t like many people who can handle work stress, be a part-time single parent, and do whatever else is needed, I grudgingly started making changes. I resigned from my job as a newspaper reporter, left co-workers who had become good friends, and started working at home.

I spent more time taking care of myself. I started meeting with a meditation teacher who taught me how to accept what is. She showed me ways to calm anxiety and ride the wave of depression, knowing that it would eventually pass.

When life changes, it becomes necessary to become aware that there are always more choices. They might not be the choices we want, but there are always choices. Open your mind, look around, and you’ll find many more courses of action than the obvious ones in front of you.

3. Let others help.

One thing that was hard for me when I was going through depression and was unable to do everyday tasks or even take care of my children was asking for help.

“I should be able to do this on my own.” “I don’t want to bother anyone or be a bother.” These were my thoughts as I beat myself up after I had to ask for help.

It occurred to me after awhile that most people enjoy helping others. It makes them feel good. I know whenever someone comes to me asking for help, and if I’m able to, I feel good about myself afterwards.

In fact, altruism is one of the main factors in achieving happiness, according to a book I read called What Happy People Know by Dan Baker.

Just think, by asking for help you may actually be helping the other person.

4. Take ownership.

After I sought out psychiatric help for my illness/behavior, I expected my therapist and doctor to make it change. I insisted they make it change. I got angry because they couldn’t change it.

“They weren’t trying hard enough.” “They didn’t understand me.” “If they would just listen!” These were the thoughts that I had as I struggled during the roughest times of my illness.

Finally I was able to grasp the fact that they couldn’t change it. At first it frightened me. These were professionals. They studied, worked, and knew more than I did and they couldn’t fix it.

Wait a minute. Then why even bother dealing with them? It was useless, hopeless. I wasn’t strong enough to handle this.

These were all lies I told myself. Because after eight years of therapy I actually knew quite a bit. I learned skills that had helped me through the darkest moments of my life.

Just like a teacher can’t follow a student around for the rest of his or her life reading books to them and watching over them as they write a paper, my therapist couldn’t come home with me and hold my hand through every problem I faced. She is the most supportive person in my life, but she couldn’t do it for me.

Eventually it was up to me to use the skills I had been taught.

When my anxiety rose to excruciating levels, I remembered to go to a quiet place (usually my bathroom) and breathe through the panic until it subsided. I learned that it wasn’t going to last forever, eventually it would pass and I just had to ride it out.

It’s important to learn skills from people who have more experience with your problem, but it’s up to you to put them into action. It will be scary at first doing them on your own, but the more you do it the more confident you will become.

5. Change what you can and accept the rest.

I was forced to make changes to my lifestyle in order to achieve and remain stabilized. I may have lost my job, but I gained a life.

I accepted that I have an illness that isn’t going away. There is treatment but no cure for bipolar disorder. I have faced the fact that I will have to deal with depression, hypomania, and anxiety throughout the rest of my life.

I learned coping skills and take prescribed medication to minimize my symptoms, and it’s made living with the illness bearable.

Acceptance didn’t make my illness go away, but it relieved a big part of my suffering as I became aware of the steps I had to take. I have faith that I will be able to live with the unpredictability of my illness.

These are five steps to accept you are not where (or who) you want to be.

Acknowledge the fact that you might have to come up with another plan. Before you know it, you may find yourself thinking about the past and wondering why you didn’t want it to change, because your present definitely works better.

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As her stability increases, Paula Bostrom is writing freelance articles on many subjects that interest her, but is most passionate about helping to eliminate the stigma of mental illness.

Lessons from a Former Liar: The Power of Owning Our Stories

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“I now see how owning our story and loving ourselves through that process is the bravest thing that we will ever do.” ~Brené Brown

I don’t know about you, but I used to lie. I used to lie a lot. I remember one particular instance when I lied about being a passenger in a drive-by.

I lied about my age, my weight, and the reason for the injuries on my body. Sure, I’d just bruised myself by walking into a table, but it made a much more seductive story if I told people that I’d fallen from the rooftop of a friend’s house and lived to tell the tale.

I reached the peak of lying around the age of 12, which was when I kept the infamous drive-by tale in circulation. At that point, everything that came out of my mouth was a complete fabrication and not a well-crafted one. After all, I was in grade seven and I didn’t really shoot people, nor did I know anyone who did, nor would I have known where to find them.

At that point, it was easy to keep lying because, after all, I had no friends. When you have no friends, you can lie about anything and everything. No one holds you accountable, because no one really knows anything about you.

When you have friends, you can’t really go around telling people that you were in a drive-by last Thursday. Your friend will call your bluff because, after all, you can’t be in a drive-by while having a cup of tea a few blocks away.

So, I got some friends and the preposterous-factor in my tales decreased. Still, I continued to exaggerate. I would say five when it was really two. I would say “everyone” when it was really just my mom. I would say it happened to me when it really happened on television.

When I was in acting school, I did some extra work for Degrassi. That’s when you get paid exactly minimum wage to sit in a room for ten hours and spend about an hour of that, off and on, walking around behind real actors who had speaking parts. Then, they blur you out. It wasn’t the worst job, but it certainly was not a major, regular part on a national television show.

The most interesting thing I detect, looking back on my blatant and not-so-blatant lies, was that I selected them by the emotions that they produced. Like a farmer picking her crop, I picked my stories by how well I thought they’d do in the market.

Every story I ever told would get one of three responses: “That is such a lie!”, nothing (which I assume now is a stand-in for “That is such a lie!”), and open-mouthed, wide-eyed shock and pity. The latter, I lived for.

I wasn’t sure why I wanted it so badly, but I did. I wanted it, needed it, craved it. I was like a moth to the flame of attention and everyone knew it. Yes, I was that girl, the one none of us want to be.

Recovering from my cluelessness was largely correlated to my forming close relationships with other human beings. The closer I got, the less I had to lie. These people, it seemed, liked me for just who I was and not this fabricated, nonsensical version of myself.

At some point, I got the courage to tell my story. My real story. The one with no drive-bys and no star television appearances. It was the real-live tale of what I’d been through.

I still remember the open-mouthed, wide-eyed shock and pity.

Then, I felt a combination of ravenous embarrassment and gleeful hope. Oh, I thought, this is much easier than keeping up with all those story lines. 

Looking back on my past, it was difficult, at first, not to judge that girl I used to be.

I would cringe thinking about how obvious my lies were and how horribly desperate I was for attention. That is, until I realized that I was hungry for something that we’re all hungry for—that feeling of being seen, really seen, and accepted.

The more I’ve told my story and the more I’ve helped others tell their stories, the more I’ve realized that the girl I used to be isn’t just an embarrassing part of my life that I can sweep under the carpet.

That sort of desperate hunger for love and acceptance runs silently and rampantly through our society destroying our courage and our relationships with one another.

If we’re ever going to be happy, we’ve got to come back to the truth about ourselves. That journey starts individually. It starts with accepting and sharing those parts of the human condition that we all know about, but we’re too afraid to share.

Those parts of our past that make us cringe are, paradoxically, the very parts of ourselves that we should be showing to people.

When I first set out to be an author, I tried to write about things in a distant, authoritative sort of tone. Here’s a top ten list of how you can be more authentic, I’d say.

At the end of the day, no one really wanted to read that. However, everyone wanted to hear the open-hearted, vulnerable pieces of my soul. Everyone wanted to see the courage that it takes to be true, honest, and authentic, because it gives them that courage as well.

If you’re struggling for authenticity, struggling to live a completely honest existence, I’ll share with you a secret: it gets easier.

It gets easier not just because of practice, but because the willingness to go out there and be yourself in a world that is constantly shoving into your face ready-made formulas for how to be someone else, that inspires people.

And, if there’s one thing I’ve learned from my experiences as both a pathological liar and a completely authentic human being, it’s this: inspiring people is much more worthwhile than shocking them.

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Vironika Tugaleva is an author, speaker, people lover, reformed cynic, and a different kind of spiritual teacher. Inspiring, compassionate, and wise beyond her years, she’s discovered the secret to lasting love and she’s on a mission to share it with the world. If you’re ready for the love you desire and deserve, get your complimentary copy of “How to Find Love: A Brief (But Essential) Guide” at