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Keep on Truckin

 Another busy week in the books and another zen achievement made. Maybe it's that 2020 has been so full of punches nothing phases me anymore or maybe a whole lifetime of lessons of getting kicked in the teeth have been my master but when Unemployment cut my funds down to a mere $34 (not sure where they came up with that figure) I actually didn't spiral into any kind of feelings but acceptance and resolve. It is what it is.  

As a part time worker whose main income is as a self employed artist who hasn't fully recovered the usual income to sustain me- I relied on the relief I was getting to survive the pandemic chaos. I am super grateful to have my part time gig right now and some projects to help float me... And hasn't it always been this way? I was proud of myself for not letting myself get tossed into despair, depression and stress. I'm weathering the punches just fine. Zen achievement unlocked.

I'll look into a different relief source and keep doing what I do. 

My newest crocodile painting on the easel-a work in progress...

This piece will be finished this weekend- I'm putting a hard push on it. I'm super happy with how it's coming out and it's giving me positive and optimistic vibes. I'm at a stage in my artistic prowess where I feel I have survival skills just like this crocodile. I have everything to make it and succeed... just need to do the hard push and make the work flow now.

Health is great and along with weight going down and losing inches I'm also losing the bad blood pressure that was stalking me. In fact my last reading was IDEAL blood pressure. That is gold!

So minor setback financially but my mindset and emotions are warrior strong and I'm able to focus on the real silver linings...my health is getting wonderful and my skills are on point. I'm going to be ok. I know how to swim the swamps.

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