So as it turns out I'm not Wonder Woman after all. I can't write and meditate and blog and strength train and get in 10 thousand steps and teach Power Yoga and clean the studio and walk Boomer. Today I crashed and burned. No writing. No meditation this morning either. (But that will get done … Continue reading Dropped the ball
I spent all day cleaning: mopping, cleaning out cabinets, doing dishes, organizing. At the end of 5 hours, there was still a lot to do. Cleaning is the act of rolling a boulder up a mountain, getting to the top, then watching it roll back down. Cleaning is never done. It is like eating. You … Continue reading Cleaning, blah
My tooth of doom. Number 15. Upper left, all the way in the back. My periodontist has been "worried" about this tooth for years. Every time I go he says, “I’m worried about this tooth.” Every time he says that I think to myself: “I’m gonna die with this goddamn tooth, Buster.” He’s cute, but … Continue reading Tooth of Doom
So it is 3 weeks today of this austerity diet and I am getting tired. Literally tired. I want one cup of coffee. That's all. One cup of coffee in the morning. But then last night, I also wanted one glass of wine. One glass of wine. In the evening. Is that so bad? But … Continue reading Getting Tired of This Detox Life
I am sitting here on the couch with the headphones on because the basketball game is on and I can’t really write with that blithering in my head. I am in my 2nd day of no coffee and I think my eyes are getting worse, not better. I know 2 days isn’t much, but I … Continue reading Winter, enough.
I love coffee so much. I have an Verismo espresso machine, a milk frother to make lattes, , a pour-over thing if I want a one cup of perfectly brewed coffee, and a hot water kettle with a goose-neck spout for directing the hot water precisely over the grounds. I also have a french press … Continue reading No Coffee, No Prana
Today I got around to doing my taxes and it turns out, for the 11th year in a row, I made no money. Once again, I operated at a loss. I am really a happy person as long as I don’t have to consciously face the fact that I make no money. But as soon … Continue reading Circling the drain at tax time