Very Rare

It’s very rare anymore that I sit at my computer until sleep tugs at my eyes and the day finishes just the way it began, with work. People ask how is work how is business are you busy how is life and my response lately has been ringing the same fun tune: so good, so balanced, so good. Two years ago my best friend moved in and I started stopping my work day at 6pm when she would come home, then another best friend moved in and I’ve got to report my personal life has never felt more nurtured and more fulfilled [with the five us here now].

And there’s something to be said for that. I sit here tonight, at 11:15, wine glass dwindling, sleep evading, goals a-blazing and I reminisce on all those nights where I did this every night. My personal life was my business and my business was personal and where there should have been lines all bled into one another like tempranillo on tissue paper. Now I start with my pen, outline this part and that, color in there and here and create the life I want, one sip, one brush stroke at a time.

And that’s not to say that it’s not just business anymore and it’s not all personal either. I guess what I’m trying to say is I’ve come a long way. And I’m so so thankful for the journey and even more thankful for the journey that’s to come. Mostly I’m thankful for the clarity to appreciate each moment and the depth to remember to give thanks for it all. Blurred, slurred lines and all.



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