I meditate daily. Always when I wake up and usually when I go to sleep. But I want to incorporate more during the day. At least one session, if and when possible. Meditation can be unnerving sometimes during the day (for me at least, honestly) because I can always think of a million other things I could be doing and all these nagging thoughts start to invade the quiet I am trying to achieve. But…..

that itself is part of the process; quieting the monkeys in my own mind. Seeing how my own thoughts are working. Seeing what comes up and how it comes up. Getting a better understanding of myself and what is happening in the undercurrent, the things that we disregard with the busyness of the day.



I started my old job back up today helping Jill at her studio. I’m happy about it. Of all the jobs I’ve had recently this is my favorite and I absolutely adore her. Plus her clients are really great.

Unfortunately though the first two of the day cancelled so she suggested I go to check out the thrift store a few blocks down. Mind you, she is paying me hourly a full days pay regardless of clients showing up. But it’s days like this that makeup for when a client takes up my unpaid lunch time, or I have a larger mess to clean at the end of the day or some other situation that extends my day out and I don’t charge her for.

I was apprehensive to go to the store because I only had thin slip on shoes, I didn’t want to drive there and it was raining. Sure enough my feet were drenched when I got there and my knee was really hurting too. But I found the most perfect yoga pillow for $6 with a removable, washable cover.

So now I have no excuses. The universe is saying “here you go”, which is my cue here.

I really am super bummed about my knee because I can’t really exercise this way. I can’t do cardio at least and I don’t really want chlorine from pool water affecting my liver and dry skin. Ho hum.

But I can work on other parts of myself. And since I have zero intention of dating right now I really don’t have to worry about getting back into my little black dresses and sexy lingerie.

Do I? ๐Ÿค”



Huge relief too, because that’s just more stress I don’t need.

Now I just need to find a good spot to set it up in my tiny little home.


I’ve also been thinking of selling my homemade modified but much stronger St. Andrews Cross. But then I will need to paint my wall and in this weather it won’t dry very quickly. I made that mistake last year and had to content with the paint smell for months it seemed like.

But then do I also sell my spanking table? Do I sell my sexy red couch, that I can’t actually do because it’s in Brad’s garage. Will I ever have a red room again? I could clear out the garage and make that happen, but it isn’t on any list right now.

All just thoughts in my head. Guess when and if I feel compelled to do something about it I actually will. Lol

Such is life.


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