It’s Fri-iiiiiday. I’m overjoyed.

We, as in you, precious one, and I, a human that you somehow find interesting or funny instead of offensive (bless you), look at our week because that’s how we stay in the process of figuring the junk out. Because there’s junk.

It’s our reminding time. We’re building good stuff in our lives but sometimes we forget the heck about the building project. Oh, us!

And when we are honest with ourselves about what’s really going on, we are giving ourselves permission to progress on our building project — we put up a piece of dry wall one day. Another day, we realize we want oak floors in the bedroom.

And one of these days, it will be time for us move in to our new house.

“Moving into your house” means really and actually creating exactly what you want in this world. Happy at work. Health at home. One step at a time.

Today’s step — our ritual.

A few of the hard stuffs.

• UGH. Sometimes live nowhere.

I am traveling (could I please stop talking about this?) a lot, and don’t really have a true home base.

This is not THAT big of a deal, since this is also my choice of lifestyles, but there really is something about going home that feels, you know, like going home.

I miss that.

• Stupid life decisions.

I am close to having to make some. And, guess what? It’s never easy. It does, however, get easy-er the more your life is youified.

But good-scary stuff (that stuff that feels fun, but still has eek! am I really going to jump? qualities) comes around no matter where in your process you are.

And it’s being terrified (in a high-dive jump sense) and doing it anyway that, each time, is really, really and really the right decision. Know what I mean?

Da coolest.

• I have had a genius inspiration this week.

For one, um, I solved an ancient riddle.

Figuratively speaking. Basically, I can do things in advance! I can write a blog post the day before I have to post it. I am Sparta! I love this.

Also, I can plan out the programs I do way in advance and do a lot of work ahead of time. Brilliant.

So, you heard it here first — there are several programs and other things in the docket, that are carefully being planned, built and tested.

I’m getting more strategized and ordered. It’s major.

• Somebody googled “Super hero kid” and found my blog.

And that person stayed for 45 minutes. I am dying to meet you!

• “Oh, Bufferella. She was a bitch. But we LOVED her.”

People’s pet stories will always be insane. Someone really should make an adult cartoon series on this.

Like my newt (Rudy Toot Newt) who captivated me. His aquatic actions could be construed as interacting with me, sometimes.

Then he ran away, only to be found underneath the treadmill (the very treadmill where I also made butter with a mason jar full of milk and tore up my left pointer finger doing so) frozen and dried out.

Independent until the end. I’m proud of his daring escape attempt.

And like Bufferella, the South African Bijon who was a total prima donna. She would ignore everyone and do whatever she wanted, and never seemed to care at all.

She was such a bitch. Justin loved that. I think Bufferella is the basis for many of Justin’s friendships. With people. And it’s worked out pretty well for him.

• Fantasy animals. Have you ever heard of the Purple Dragon?

Maybe not, but I have. Think, high school meets the new school. I know, enigmatic. Kind of on purpose. Kind of annoying of me.

• Supper clubs! I count myself lucky.

And, I count myself in. What’s more fun than a night all around cooking, and friends, when you don’t really have to be cooking if you don’t want to be? But, you do! That’s what’s fun.

That’s my week. What about yours? You can join in if you feel like it. If not, you can still always hang out here.

Happy, happy weekend!!!!

If you liked this post, take a look at these posts.

1. Friday! In Review.
2. Friday. In Review! #3: There’s No There Edition
3. Friday! A Review: Horse Whispering Edition