The Village

"It takes a village to raise a child".-African Proverb

Do we ever outgrow this? I am middle age. When I was younger I thought I'd have it all together. (What does that even mean?)
This week. I am humbled by friendship. How do friends know when just the right time to reach out? I have chosen to become Minimalist this week for the next year. I have cancelled all hair appointments and lashes. Two separate friends have come to me, one that specializes in hair and the other who is incredible altruistic, that requested to fill in the gaps as I begin on my journey.
Today I broke up with a guy I've been dating for 3 months. Out of the blue my old CrossFit community reached out to me and asked that I join them. These people are my tribe. I love them at their core. After spending the morning on the couch watching chick flicks, it was wonderful to get out in the sun and spend time with friends that know you. 
Shortly there after I went to church and met up with a previous co-worker. She and I are still single. Disenchanted with being middle aged and still single, when it was heavy on my heart to be a wife and  mother, I struggle with not being bitter. But a gluten-free frozen pizza, a bottle of wine later life seems more manageable.
This village of misfit CrossFitters, fellow PTs and girlfriends with a heart of gold- making sure I still get by with a little help from my friends.

Time to dust the cobwebs off of this bog.

It is March 1st. I am 38 y/o. I am still a physical therapist working part time at a university outpatient clinic and part time at a home health agency. I have agreed to pick up some hours at a local chiropractor office as an independent contractor. My goals this year (for the next 365 days) are to not spend any money beyond bills and groceries. I have no idea how this journey will unfold but I am committed to documenting it - successes and failures. My goal is to get out of debt so I can more freely travel. I want to visit family more and see the world.

My mechanism of debt over the last three years has been opening a clinic (on a very small scale), but had the cost of commercial rent, equipment and supplies as well as malpractice insurance and licensure fees.My business model was atypical accepting cash only for PT. Marketing was word of mouth. I still keep limited hours at night for a select amount of patients. My other two jobs are part time and don't pay at a competitive level, but offer flexibility and populations I enjoy.

So, my goal with keeping this blog is to keep me honest on my spending. If it inspires (if anyone actually reads this) great, otherwise....here we go.....

Snow Day

What happens when your crossfit classmate comes over to help with making Kombucha? Well, hand painted mugs of course! 

Along the same lines, but seemingly off topic, I love living in a town where the server understands the term Paleo, I am not the only one without the television, and a few friends don't have Facebook.

Tomorrow's forecast: snow. Who knows what will be created!

S'more Colorado.

Enjoying the day outside! No way to stay clean eating s'mores!

July begins with family!

Mom and Audrey made it to town two days ago, yesterday was pedicures, today began with the epic Lucile's! Chicory coffee and cinnamon/orange tea. Brian, mom and Audrey! Great morning

Sunday morning

Spending Sunday with Brian and enjoying time together working on the yard! I love summer days!

Sunday morning wake up.