Tank Friday

Ahh the Friday before Halloween. Festivities abounded. This is after all one of QueensCare's favorite holidays and our office has had a tradition of people dressing up and winning prizes for best costume. Entire departments had dressed up. Heck I have gotten so much mileage from my Captain America hoodie that I've had for more than 10 years now. And I only wear the thing on Halloween. I know Johnnie was looking forward to dressing up in his Creeper costume from Minecraft and today he gets to do that at school. As for me, I am keeping some distance from all of this. Because I am staying home chillin' today. I started to go through the routine of morning meditation and centering exercises, thinking about what I wanted to do today and then I started to focus on the stock market with the intention of kick-starting some trading. And this was when I got sucked in to some of the cryptocurrency hype going on. I actually opened my Coinbase account earlier in the week and bought myself $100 worth of Shiba Inu token. Yes it's a meme token that has absolutely no purpose whatsoever I know I know. But why is everyone still talking about it? And why does it have a market cap in the BILLIONS?? Heck I even got a call from Bud Elam to talk about it. I bought a little over 1.1M tokens earlier in the week. He had bought 350M tokens! Wow! That means if it pops to just a tenth of a penny (2 zeros we called it), he stood to make $350,000!! And I stood to make $10,000! $100 - $10,000 is good any way you slice it. We didn't care about technicals or business models or anything. We bought simply because people were talking about it. I mean how bad could it be? If it went to 0, I'm out $100 and I'm not crying about anything. It was while thinking about this that I think I uncovered a block or resistance in my subconscious. And that was I was more interested simply talking about doing something rather than actually doing it. In other words, ego satisfaction had been more important than actual accomplishment. I was ok just talking about being in Ethereum, downright lying about it actually to make myself look and sound smart rather than actually getting over the fear of Failure and buying the damn thing and truly make money. Is THAT what has kept me from making money? I feel like I had an A-HA moment. Fortunately, that IS correctible. And I merely need to make a tweak in my consciousness using EFT. And with that I felt like I already had a huge positive to the day. Heck even thinking about turning $100 to $10,000 felt really good. And actually providing some more info to Bud about other cryptos and NFTs satisfied the whole - look and sound smart - thing. I need to research more on NFTs actually. Why are 14-yr olds turning $50 into hundreds and even thousands of $$$? I know I'm missing something. Still I did manage to get showered and even CLEANED the shower and I did manage to get myself up off the couch to enjoy the sun outside and get lunch. I walked to El Pollo Loco to pad my step count and then noted how much I enjoyed the warm sun on my face as I walked back home. M&M moment of the day. Oh and I did think it was nice getting to talk to Bud and Diana and getting invited to Thanksgiving dinner. And getting reminded very explicitly that no matter what I am STILL family. That is worth more than any cryptocurrency in the world. And so it was that this TANK Friday wasn't all that uneventful already. I kept watching videos of crypto buying, NFT investing and when I looked up it was already well past 6 PM. I was still at 3300 steps at this time. A long way to go to 10,000 did I have. So I walked on over to Ralphs got some tri-tip and then barbecued said tri-tip for dinner. And in the course of being out there in the barbecue area, I made up those steps I usually would do in the middle of the day. And I finished with 10,000 anyway. I figured I'd give myself a break from 11,000 just for this Friday. And so what did I do with the rest of my Friday evening? I thought I'd give myself a break from all the crypto stuff actually. And I ended up binge watching the new season of Roswell New Mexico. I don't know what it was about some of the series I end up binge watching, this also being a remake of an old favorite from the 90s even. It had modern themes of racism and social injustice and the universal theme of BELONGING and feeling HOME. I guess those were enough of tugs for me. I actually watched until well past 3 AM. Great. Now I know I will be tired when I pick up Johnnie first thing tomorrow. Why do I do this???