Went to the beach today. Worked the whole day fixing up our rental cabin there. When I got home and said to my wife, "I'm going to meditate now and do some writing" she gave me grief. "Ugh why do you want to do that," she complained.

Well it's tough and too bad. Because I'm here to stick to my guns and follow through on what I said I would do. I know who I am now and who I want to become. I've backed down and readjusted and honed and restarted and failed and restarted one thousand times. Now I'm simply not fucking backing down.* I know what needs to be done and I go and do it. I don't back down even when I'm beaten, intimidated and confused. I get back up and put thought into action.

Today I got up at 7:30AM - on Saturday. Tried to catch the cross town bus to 11th avenue but it never came. Found out the MTA was on a holiday schedule. So I hopped a cab to the BMW dealership where my vehicle was being serviced. The only reason it went in was because it (the vehicle) sent and email to BMW saying that it needed to be serviced. I pick the car up. Drive home and load it up for the beach. Then drive to my business to pick up tools and a refrigerator. Then my wife and I drive to the beach. However on the way there we stop at Home Depot and buy some particle board to put down on the floor of our cabin. Gittin' shit done!

We then drive to the beach club and I set to go to work. I cut and laid down particle board sub-flooring then put down linoleum tile on top. Spent maybe six hours working on my hands and knees today. My back hurts. Didn't go to the beach at all. Still, I'm having fun the whole time, drinking beers and enjoying the day! After I drive home and we take a taxi back to our apartment the time is 10:00PM. Tomorrow we have plans with the family.

So I just got in 10 minutes of meditation and wrote this blog to publish. I did my duty for today. I'm chalking it up as a win.

*That's actually how I have rolled for some time now. I made up my mind to go to Alaska and work for the summer back in 1998 and I've never looked back. Still shit gets real every now and again.