Today Simon is 12 years old and Phil is 42. It has been an okay day.
I felt off most of the day and then this evening something not great happened and that kinda ruined my mood for the day. I still made Phil dinner and pineapple upside down cake which he says is amazing.
I finished his painting today and it came out pretty good. Not perfect but pretty good when I don't draw men at all, let alone muscle men with movement. I worked on writing but it wasn't a lot. Words were really hard today.
Tomorrow I will have to back to the studio or the living room to write since Phil will be home. I've been enjoying my alone time with the everything being mine but it's fine. I'll just throw on my music and do my work in the morning when everyone but me is still asleep. I don't know how much I'll end up doing tomorrow because I have my mom's birthday party to do at some point. I wish I could have done more writing today but it just didn't happen. I did do a lot of art stuff today, so I guess that's the trade off.
Tomorrow is a new day but it is already going to be a good one. I can feel it in my bones. Things are going to be good and go good and be the life that I am manifesting, it's already mine.
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