The End. The Beginning.

I am dense. There’s no getting around it. I’m not good at taking hints. Bluntness/being direct is the way to get my attention and hold it. I have literally had to have friends point out when I was being hit on. Perhaps I live within my own little bubble. I’m good with that.

That all being said, I suppose that even the universe needs to be a little more blunt with me. Of course, I didn’t see it at the time, but now I do. The universe put a sign in front of me that said ‘this is neither the time nor the place’ and I ignored it. The universe doesn’t give up easily, so when I ignored that sign, it showed me another. This too, I ignored. I think that in total, I may have received five hints/nudges from the universe to wait, but did I heed those hints? No. Of course not. I plowed straight ahead like a bull in a China store because that is how I typically do things. Now, I’m dealing with my own internal fallout from that poorly made decision. Wrestling with being disappointed with myself and not projecting it onto others, even though when it comes right down to it, because that’s how my mind works, I could always find something snarkyrific to say that would still hold truth. Alas, I need to let it go, much like, I suppose, the song from Frozen (that I have not seen and likely will not see). So hum shanti.

Letting it go, can you believe that tomorrow is July? Half of the year is gone. I feel certain that it was just a month ago that it was Thanksgiving. And yet, here we are, a mere four and a half months away from Thanksgiving again. I’m starting to believe that whole thing about the older you get, the faster time goes.

I’m pretty much expecting July to fly by just like the rest of this year has so far. I have two goals for July which are to write every day since I have about 20 days of subjects for that, and then to complete everything on my calendar for the month. If ssuccessful, I end the month with 31 blog posts, 27 days of cardio, 13 yoga classes, 8 strength training days, 8 deep stretching sessions, 4 days at the rig, 3 video golf lessons, 2 days at the driving range, 2 days at the shooting range, 7 Zumba classes, 4 pole classes, 1 open house at the rig, 2 nights in Crested (!), and (hopefully) 1 time to #RTJR (raise the Jolly Roger) at Coors Field. Too busy? Maybe.

And still with all of that going on, I’m still putting it out there to you, universe. The 5 year plan. You know what it is. I’m going to do my part. I’m starting today, universe. Ok, I actually started yesterday, but it has begun. I believe that the 5 year plan will fall into place.  The last time I put something out there, I didn’t put a timeframe on it, but it still happened. I know this will too. I know because this is the way I roll with my life. Do I realize that I will need to really plan for later? Of course I do. Do I feel that is right his moment? Past the 5 year plan? No. Let’s get to that and see where we go from there. So hum prana.

And with that, I think I shall go softly into this good Monday. Relaxed and refreshed. Awake and aware. Listo. Hep.


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