176 days left.

I just couldn’t get up this morning at 5:50AM and see Adriene (on YouTube) again. There is very little that I will do 7 days in a row besides basic hygiene/eating/sleeping. There’s no people I want to see 7 days in a row. There’s no activities I want to do 7 days in a row. None. And Yoga with Adriene is one of those. Sorry Adriene, but I had to take a break from you. It was just too much, too fast, too soon. It’s not you, it’s me. I’m like this with everyone. I don’t even like to be with myself 7 days in a row. I’ll see you tomorrow.

Slept in til 7AM, woke up to Justin Timberlake, and I am still tired. I don’t think I’ve recovered yet from crazy last Friday night.

Every tree, every flower, every rush of the wind-I’m slowing down, breathing it in, savoring, relishing.

The thing about living like you have 6 months left is…you are still you. You still get tired of things and people. And as much as I would love to have tons of energy to bounce off the walls and do all sorts of crazy things, I can’t, I don’t.

I took my painting to work today for the Art Show that is coming up. They ask if it’s for sale and I say it is…for 5 million dollars. Everything is for sale…for the right price. The painting is nothing like I wanted it to be and nothing like I planned but still it’s nice. And I did it. Only took me a year.

Went to dinner with A. Haven’t seen A in awhile. We ate hamburgers and garlic fries and buffalo wings. Not everyone will eat with you like that. Maybe in Montana or Texas but not in Seattle. We stuffed our faces and then went shopping. Have you been to Oiselle? It’s a store with athletic apparel designed for flight-by women, for women. Two thumbs up. Great place.

Came home to a produce box on my porch. I don’t even want to come home to a produce box every day for 7 days in a row. Even a weekly box is almost too much. I left it on the porch. I’ll deal with it tomorrow.

REMEMBER: Slow down. Cherish. Value. Soak in. Breathe in. Listen. Feel.