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Hello February

                 Hibernating Butterfly
New month and ready for it. It's Friday and there's projects to accomplish. Seems like a good day to set goals for the month and look at January like the training ground it was.
* Goal: more time for family and friends (Work consumes me to the point that I miss out on quality time with my tribe. Not this month!)
*Goal: less social media more reading, creating time (Doing better with this- but can do even better)
*Goal: Do work on new work platform (Signed up for new freelance stuff last month so that was a big first step- now to get integrated and start actively grabbing assignments)
*Goal: Increase reps/weights, strength training. Did well this month in the fitness dept but now its time to crank up the heat a bit.
*Goal: time management for personal art. Gotta make sure MY art keeps flowing from my studio- not just commercial work.
*Goal: Put something fun on the calendar already. I dont get vacations and my calendar is nothing but work and doctors appointments. That's not life- thats drudgery. Putting something fun on my calendar this month- like a hike or exploring a new town.
*Goal: Meditation. I fell off. And its SO GOOD when Im meditating. Have to make it a routine thing.
Ok if I can hit as many of these goals this month as possible I'll feel like life is working for me not against me. 😂
To LESS STRESS THIS MONTH! Let's make it so!

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