The days are looking pretty repetitive right now, I’m getting into the nitty gritty of clean up and packing. Knowing that things are in a good place I’ve started exercising again, after taking time off I’ll have to take time to get back into the swing of things. More push ups, on the quest for 100 consecutive push ups, last week I started with 10. On Monday I was doing 20 consecutive push ups, that was my old average and I want my new average to be 35. My thinking is as simple as make number go up, if that happens great and if not then I still did more than zero. With my brain being so scattered, circling around numbers is a form of rest. My mind is also in a weird place with starting to record the new podcast tomorrow, it has it’s own check list to keep track of. There are topics that I want to talk about with the bois that I have to keep myself from exploring on my own, and I had made the decision to refer to my cohosts as the bois since it’s ambiguous and gender neutral. All is waiting for now, waiting and working, hurry up and wait of course is a favorite past time. These next couple weeks will probably feel like time slows down as my house gets stripped of all furniture and carpets, the walls have been bare. Walking around the property I get a funny feeling as it used to be mine, it still is in ownership but not in my spirit, I’ve got a new mess to deal with in another state. Someone else will call the work I’ve done theirs and might even dislike. I often think how all the trees I’ve planted could be cut down in an afternoon. They belong to the world now.