Sold, Like a commercial, Hit the wall

After nearly a month with no sales all of a sudden a couple sales came through on my 3D store that once again cleared out my inventory. Now it’s not very hard to do that since I typically carry less than 5 stands on hand nowadays but regardless, it’s time to get back to printing. I packed and shipped the orders last night as I always try to expedite the process whenever possible.

My newest paddle purchase arrived the other day, the Joola Perseus 3. This paddle has borderline illegal performance and joins an already ridiculously large collection of paddles in my bag. Do I need to stop buying paddles? Yes. Will I? Ummmmm….

When Enrique was over he made a comment about the neighborhood I live in saying it was so nice it reminded him of a commercial. I thanked him for the compliment but as I was walking Elsa last night after work I thought about it as I walked the street. It really is that nice. All of the houses are different yet well maintained. The diverse lots are all landscaped uniquely unlike the cookie cutter and compressed layout many modern developments utilize for maximum density. The area is safe and quiet.

I remember growing up seeing commercials on TV for household products and they normally took place in these angelic looking homes and neighborhoods. That is basically where I am now. The only major component of those pie in the sky TV commercial scenarios I am missing is the happy, beautiful and loving housewife that just loved the shit out of doing laundry with Tide.

Last night I hit the wall, presumably from a very busy weekend that included less than ideal amounts of sleep. I was watching the 5 part OJ documentary on Netflix and dozed off on the sofa for nearly an hour and a half. By the time I woke up it was 9:45. I hit the shower and dove into bed. I slept pretty well considering I did so without Unisom. I have been experimenting with trying to sleep without an assist from a sleep aid a few times in the last couple weeks. It seems to be more possible than it was before.

For a good portion of last year I had such turmoil in my relationships that if I woke up in the middle of the night to hit the bathroom or for any other reason my brain would not be able to quiet back down and instead would dwell mostly on that turmoil. Now that I have flushed that situation out of my life permanently it seems that I am mostly able to sleep normally without a Unisom kicker.

My lower body has been feeling beat up from the weekend as well. We rode probably 50-60 miles over those two days including a physically demanding full swamp loop. If I don’t feel significantly better I may skip volleyball this week to allow my body to heal up a little before I jump back into my what has become normal 7 day a week gym/sport schedule.