The right thing

I spend a lot of time thinking about what I'm doing, thinking and feeling, lately. I wonder if it's right.

When something happens that I don't like, when I feel crappy or angry, I stop and deliberately think, "Why do I feel this way? Why am I doing this?"

I ask "why" and "why" and "why" of myself multiple times until I get down the real reasons.

Why do I do this?

Because I was unhappy and I didn't want to be. I have a perfectly great life and yet I was unhappy. I decided there was a way to be happy, no matter what my situation was.

Taking stock of the landscape

I've been renovating since I bought this house in 2008. I knew that someday I would do something about the backyard. It ranged from basic to wild.

I had dreams.

But they were on hold until I could live in my house. I mean, really LIVE in it. The time has come.

I'm embarking on a landscaping adventure. I plan spend an idyllic summer outside, enjoying my non-ghetto oasis. Finally.