Life through many eyes.

Some of why we watch television is to get a glimpse into the lives of people we don't know, people who are interesting, or people who excite us in one way or another. We connect to their experiences, compare notes with our own, learn, adapt, empathize and connect to each other person who does the same. It's communal as well as individual. I wonder if the story tellers among us somehow do it all for a different set of reasons?

Snow is cool.

Because it's physically a much lower temperature than most of my life but also because of the peace and chaos that it brings with it when it comes in such abundant supply. I got to help put chains on my parent's car so they could actually drive out of our neighborhood but I also was the only person that showed up at work today... which basically made it feel like a weekend day, I suppose. I like a good change of action in a somewhat random, unexpected way and time. That might be connected to my enjoyment of changing up my facial hair with some reasonable frequency. I just like the strange sensation of discomfort/surprise/adaptation, I guess.

The actual snowmageddon.

Even though we are a couple or so months past the original estimation we have definitely arrived in our winter wonderland. It looks to be about a foot or so deep which is definitely the deepest I have ever seen in this area in my entire life. Probably close to the deepest I have seen anywhere that isn't a mountain(my trip to Ohio to shoot Hoarders was deeper, of course.) This is something to behold and I'm sure we will all see our Facebook feeds flooded with photos of it all. I should have brought my camera home so I could do some really artsy stuff but the ol' iPhone will suffice, I am sure. Fun times!

Kind of getting to a resting point.

I have three big projects still on my current plate but I might be able to make some big dents in all three of them tomorrow. Two of them might even be completable if I am quick/diligent enough. Then it opens up a little breathing space for a day or two, which will definitely be quite appreciated. Then, if I am lucky, my taxes will be the next big step. How much fun will that be?! Ha. Much fun. That's how much.

The occasional morning visit.

This tends to happen when my day is so long that I basically start to doze off while sitting at my computer before going to bed. I usually write my entry here after hand-writing my regular journal entry and sometimes I just don't have enough steam to do this until the morning. I also don't always remember to do it the next morning but here we are. Anyway... the morning mental exercise is a nice way to kick things off so I can't complain about it whenever I know I have the time to do it. There is definitely something to be said for the variation of a habit from time to time.

Business is always a messy thing.

And that's just part of the whole process. Even when working alone it will always be a challenge in a variety of ways. And it should be. The entrepreneurial endeavor can be highly rewarding but only because it will inevitably be highly frustrating from time to time... if not ALL the time. Ha. Thus, we merely learn to navigate it in all new ways with the different people we engage in the endeavor with.

On to the 40th year.

I've always been one who enjoys running up hills. This one is no different. I enjoy life. Sure, I might be moving a bit slower than the usual route would indicate but I'm fine with that. My pace isn't meant for everyone... or really anyone else, other than me. Big things on the horizon and there ain't no hill gonna get in my way.