We have had holidays, and sickness, a fresh term at school and a garden to work.
As for me mainly laundry, a bit of painting, some photos, talking on the phone to catch up with the peeps and am getting hormonally sorted. There is a new feeling of calm in me. Loving that.
Bit unnerving.....when the man of the house asks "who are you and what have you done with my wife?" in a hectic, grump free morning kitchen.
Pilates is helping too. Hurting but in that good, "i can feel it is working for me" way.... if only i could walk every day or a few days every week, i'd be seeing the progress and feeling the love... feeling saner but not much kinder... "just do it" is like a foreign concept, what is with that?
nearly in the month of "another year older and what have you done?" and getting a sense of waisted opportunities, i don't have regret, cause i don't know what they were/are, yet i have a feeling.... do you know what i mean?
i know where i have been, not so clear on where i'm going... this maybe the thing of it.....
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