Wednesday, May 30, 2018

This Is Why I Always Bet On Black

I was intimidated.
Flat out, I was scared.
More times than not, I can say I'm not one to shy away from a good old fashioned ass-whoopin'.
I've never been one to to hold my tongue either.
Except for a few occasions...
all of which I can vaguely recall.

Anyway,
I've got a plan that I'm pretty excited for. 
A new sober life I've been praying for and training in the profession I've chosen. 
Not the profession that chose me.

I am giving myself a deadline - June 1st to November 1st.
Five Months Until Peru - 5 Months Until I can look a few choice people in the eye.
That gives me around 150 days to get my shit stuff together.

150 days to save $300 $500
150 days to get into the best shape of my life & do that impossible difficult pull-up 
150 days to help build everything exactly what the farm needs and get my sew knowledge on point 
150 days to read five ten books
150 days to speak beginners conversational Spanish
 150 days to build a working daily meditation practice
150 days to be cigarette and alcohol free independent 

7 goals - one for every day of the week
Not too much TBH
Not too much at all