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Shake the flakes

New week! Ready to get it in the studio today! Last week was a bunch of socializing, visiting friends and "peopling" and now I'm back in the gopher hole doing my thang. This painting is steady on track and I should be able to finish it either today or tomorrow if I focus.
Today is my 10 year anniversary of my back injury- nothing to celebrate but duly note that IM STILL STANDING and should probably do some good stretching today. Most mornings it feels like I've been in a vice grip and my hips ache and fiery shooting pains go down my thighs. Its my new normal. I almost can't remember what pain free living was like anymore.
But that was the hand I was dealt in this card game and Im not leaving the table yet.
More working out and tightening up the diet this week.
Last week it seemed like the Universe wanted to put careless people in my path to try to make me react. Whether it was people I was supposed to be doing business with flaking out and giving my project to someone else, me sending two emails to someone about something THEY wanted and not getting any response to flaky friends doing flaky things....and I didn't really react much except to roll my eyes, mentally note it on my "whatever" calendar and shake it off. In all cases I expected better of them and in all cases they fell short. I have no time for any of that and so we move along into this new week not caring about last week and not bending over backwards for those particular folk.
This is me on 4 hours of sleep after DJing and falling asleep with makeup on and it looks like I have a black eye and my forehead is waving at you 😂 No beauty filters or lipstick. And I didnt even put any hashtags on my Instagram post but all you lovelies gave it almost 100 likes which means you guys are sweeties for liking my tired, crooked face ❤ I appreciate you all ...and this is me. No longer caring about the perfect display, "curating" anything and just capturing the real moment without trying to create any illusion. IT ME.
Its now 5am, I've been up since three having coffee and the studio is whispering my name...
Have a great week friends ❤

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