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”.