Sometimes my moods are as fickle as the weather. Yesterday I was certain I was on the brink of destitution, this morning I woke up before the alarm full of ideas and energy. I’m getting more peaceful about letting these moods ebb and flow and not taking them so seriously. I try to rock it out and get a lot done when I’m feeling manic, and make a point of calling friends for a reality check when I’m feeling depressed.
What I do like to see is that I’m getting thicker skinned. Not literally, although I did burn the bejeezus out of my hand tonight and the skin there is definitely morphing into something new and different. I mean emotionally, in response to things that happen. Like this evening: I hosted my Sugar Rollercoaster talk. There were thirteen people signed up, but only five showed. A year ago that would have been devastating. Tonight I gave a great talk to the people who were there, and didn’t think too much about the others. I didn’t take it personally. This is a very liberating development. It’s not something I consciously worked on, it’s just come with time. Same with my sense of financial security. I’m self employed in a business that’s just two years old – the money isn’t consistent yet. I’m getting alot more comfortable with that, getting to know the cycles and getting in the groove of it all. Very positive stuff. Most businesses fail within the first year, many can’t make it past five. I think the key is perseverance. You just gotta put the days together and learn how to get comfortable in the grey – that weird place where you just don’t have all the answers. If I could offer any advice it would be to avoid getting divorced and starting a business at the same time. That’s a whole lot of stress and change to take on at once. Although I wouldn’t have put off either one of them. When it’s time, it’s time.
Got home from the talk and fixed myself a plate of shredded sweet potato, spinach and artichoke hearts – all raw and very delicious. Had some pumperknickel toast smeared with butter and fresh ginger, chives and sesame seeds. Now that’s good eatin’. The Reuben Panini and Fries I had for lunch at Busboys and Poets wasn’t so healthy, although I put coleslaw on my Reuben and with the sauerkraut it’s mostly cabbage on rye. Right? Right?
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