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Picking Up the Pieces

I've pretty much settled in my new apartment. I don't know what I was thinking when I left last year. I had left all my belonging in 4 different garages(Orange, Woodland Hill, West LA and Cheviot Hills). I was so cheap, that I refuse to pay for storage. I saved money doing that but getting them all back together has been a pain in the butt. I had to do a lot of driving and hauling boxes this past week. I finally got it all together last Friday. I'm begining to feel like holding on to my apartment when I leave later this year. If I do that, I probably won't make it back to Mysore until mid-October. I don't really want to do the packing and unpacking thing again. It's a little too early to think about things like that now but that's just me.

Yesterday I picked up a 5 hour massage shift(4 massages with 15 minute breaks between massages). It's about time I started making some money. The shift started at 10AM and I kept hoping my first slot would not be booked. Mysore has slowed me down and I couldn't imagine doing 4 massages. One time, I did 2 massages in Mysore and I was completely wasted.

My prayers were answered. My 10AM slot was not booked. I was really happy because I could not imagine doing 4 massages. I thought 3 massages would be more manageable. I was wrong. Midway through my second massage, I was just exhausted and I barely got through the third massage. After the shift I was so tired, I had to take a nap in car.

During practice that morning, I kept thinking to myself...Don't push yourself too hard...You have 4 massages to do...Hold back a little...You don't have the luxury of taking a nap...Hurry up, you have to go home and shower and then rush to work...I obviously did not have a good practice that morning.

Before I left for Mysore, I was doing my daily ashtanga practice, working as an accountant 40 hours/week and doing 12 massages a week. I don't know how I did that. It really baffles me. My ashtanga practice is great and I have more stamina now but the whole work thing...I can't imagine. Has Mysore slowed me down? I feel like a lazy bum. After practice, I just want to hang out and relax. Isn't that how life is supposed to be? The whole work thing seems like a foriegn concept. I miss being a professional yoga bum.

The day I dreaded the most has been set. I've been delaying this day the past two weeks but decided that I could no longer delay it. I start my real job on Tuesday next week. I'm slowly running low of funds. The flow of cash has been flowing only one direction the past 6 months...that's out. It's about time that it starts flowing in if I have any realistic aspirations of going back to Mysore. How do you maintain a daily practice, drive an hour to work and sit in front of a computer for 8 to 10 hours? I've done it before many times but I can't seem to imagine myself doing it again. I think the first two weeks are going to be the toughest weeks. If I can get through that...then maybe I have a chance.

Comments (1)

luke:

at times i really dread going back to work life in la (especially the driving), other times i freak out thinking that i've spent too much money here and that i need to rush home and get my ass back to work .... i do think tho that working yourself to the bone just insn't healthy. i did for years writing software and just ended up hating work.

enjoy the moon day tomorrow ... i'll have an extra coconut for you this week.

xo

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