I have found myself enlightened lately. I am not going to plan my life anymore. I have always been a compulsive planner. I like routine and I like to know what I am doing and where I will end up. Strangely, though my life has mostly been one that kind of goes where the wind takes me. I know. Weird. I am one of those people that loves the color black and brown yet my house is so vibrant with color. Maybe I am a paradox. But I am not planning anymore…well, not as much. I mean I am going with the wind. I don’t know what the future holds. I hope good things, but I get my hopes up so high for these amazing scenarios in my head and I think I set myself up for disappointment. Not that I won’t stop striving for the best for my businesses, my family and such. But I can’t plan everything. I need to relax, live and sore into the wind. I know there will be gusts, but if I stretch my wings and curve into and around…I will be ok…we will be ok. So put your ears up and go with the flow. If I don’t end up going to Vegas before Saturday to talk to the boy. I am going to The Pretenders. On another note:Â My tattoos are almost completed and ready for the “real” thing, that is until the artist gets ahold of it and goes EEK! that is why they are tattoo artist, to make it look awesome!…so excited.
Oh. Ps. did I mention Sally has an appt on March 20 to get lump removed, bloodwork and x-rays before her surgery. I am still 800.00 short, so I might be standing on the kanab corner looking for “work”. Or anyone have a garage i can set my pole up in to make some tips? hehe. Don’t forget about Sally!!!
