Well, I’m doing it. 100 days of abstract paintings. I have two beloved challenge mates who cheer me on and so far so good. I am not in love with any of these in particular but every morning I connect with them and make something and hold the thread. I have been doing this in lieu of meditation and, instead, letting this be my meditation. One day I painted right out of bed, in my undies, before brushing my teeth, but most days I'm dressed and drinking something and thankful my kid loves to sleep.

This is easy, you guys. I mean, I had boards cut and ideas everywhere and I’ve been doing this for ages, so it was easy cause of that. And the 100 day thing; I get it. I didn't get it when I started, I don't think, it just seemed right, but now I do. It's pushing me through and letting it be fun and small and it's getting the paint moving every day. No more scraping off dried paint on Monday morning, it's always wet paint ready to go. Let it be easy I told myself. And it is.