'Venture!

Sorry I haven't posted in a while--my weeks get away from me very quickly. That's the problem with having a weekend midweek--I lose the actual weekends and suddenly a month has gone by. I'm always astounded by the date. I feel like life is traveling at warp speed.
I've been doing a lot of manual labor lately and it has been very good for me on a mental level. Working with my hands, getting tired and dirty, feeling sore and bruised: these things truly do wonders for my inner self. Seeing something tangible for progress....it is life giving. It's a challenge and an adventure.
When I worked for AL (the camp in VA) their oldest daughter called every trip a "venture!" and to any option given to her she would ask, "Is it gonna be 'venture?" without fear or hesitation. I would love to be more like that (She was 3 or 4 though and I'm not).
After nearly four years of wear, this morning I finally had my rope bracelet cut off my wrist. I'd wanted to save it for a special occasion, or have it done by someone I loved but in the end it was hurting my wrist so I got Jane to cut it for me with no pomp or circumstance, just between the coffee and the rest of the day. It is odd to not feel it. I miss it. That was a good part of me. Also: it is very small. I can't believe how tiny my wrist is.
I don't know what else to say. To which much is given, much is collected, much is crap and much is worthwhile. Some things never make sense, work they way you think they will, end the way you expect them to or peter out long before your timeline. That's a big, reoccurring thing right now.