Had a birthday

Some how I thought I'd be more upset by my recent birthday. I'm not yet at the half-century mark but encroaching steadily. I did okay, better than I expected. Evidence I am slowing down, went to quiet mid-afternoon dinner with the husband and then came home to a quiet house, played with the dogs, snuggled the cats. I fell asleep listening to spotify (my present to myself) at a reasonable hour none-the-less.

I really like where I am at this moment. Yeah, I got some not-great things in the offing, but I am psychically comfortable and pretty happy. The husband and I adjusted the household expenses to allow me to work outside the house less. This experiment is only in its third week but so far so good. I especially needed more time to devote to healing and less on making money.

I spent a fair amount of time worrying about my job but am trying to focus more on personal growth and health now. Money is great, especially when you are getting ready to crest that hill, but why focus on retirement when you might not be around to enjoy it? Coming out of this is also having more time to paint and make stuff, something I really love and find personally very fulfilling.

"Steal like an artist," have you heard that phrase? A friend showed me a photo of a quilt she is working on. And I will, a bit, thieve from her idea. From one crafter's idea another idea grows in another crafter's brain. It reminds me of the way some house grown orchids put out bloom spikes one growing off another. From one flower another blooms. It feels like a sweet idea. I am good with it. And can use the time I am now at home to work on it.

Here's to winter's end, around the corner, and a year of fulfillment for both of us.