A little rain, also nothing substantial.

A mood find me, frustrated with this job and how slow it’s moving.  What do I do…

Stop writing about it.

Write about something else.  The manifesting issue and effort.

Blogging about life and what I learn, all of it.  This room, the heater, the weather and work, am I doing enough in prospecting and maybe I should put more into that.

Calming myself down, AGAIN.  I’m 45 and still seeing life as a puzzle.  Not in a bad way, just something to be solved.  Putting together of something, an assembly and deconstruction if you will.

Today’s page, prompt asking me if I’m putting off anything.  I had an answer.  Actually a couple of them.  Why.. why wait.  For fucking anything.  Seriously.

Bottledaux now taking the form of a gratitude and mental health journey journal.  So needed, especially because of some energies.  I stop, see it, and move on.

Keep writing.  Till you get there.  Thankful for the condo, Windsor, family and the holidays, Thanksgiving only 3 days away.

My favorite holiday, always has been.  

Thankful.  More than I have to here type, when I should be “working”.