Calm in the middle of a storm

Just a shortie blog to update... This piece is almost complete! I'm nearing the end of it and need to shoot it, go get it scanned and ready for prints and send photos to gallery for inventory. But first I need to finish it 😂

Today it's back to worky work. I had to do a freelance job yesterday and wasn't able to paint much and now back to work and won't be able to paint much. There's never enough time.

I've missed one workout and am having to redo my schedule this week to slide it in but I'm back to it today. My body needed me to rest and chill as it took care of some things and I needed less Cortisol in my body so I let it rest, sleep, skip a workout and took two days off walking. Now it's back to salads and the grind. Respect Rest, it's actually more beneficial than the workout sometimes.

Super busy in the beehive with work and art and minding my life. Facebook took my Notes feature away so all my blogging will be here. Yes, I even tried to get into Notes on my laptop and it was a no go. Just further proof FB has slid even further down the hill in being useful for me. It's current usefulness seems to be if you're really bored and want to read about people yelling at their TV screen as they watch seemingly painful things and try to decipher what the f they are talking about and why they don't turn it off and go do something productive. But that's just me. Currently so over the stupidity of Facebook I can barely stand it. So yeah..no NOTES and glad about it because I don't need to create more content for that crap platform.

Downloading all my current content and wiping it out would be ideal.

Ready for a busy day. Definitely ready for meditation. There's a hurricane on the periphery and I'm feeling like I need to be the calm in the middle of a storm today.

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