Today started out kind of rough. I did get out of bed and do breakfast, even if it was Pop Tarts again.
A lot of emotions flowing today. The tide is high. I just kept crying and keening throughout the day as things reminded me of Ambrose. And every little thing reminds me of him. Especially food. Foods he ate. Foods he cooked for me.
I had to get to the grocery store today, and the library, but I miscalculated. I got a ride to the grocery store during my lunch hour, forgetting that the library doesn’t open until 1 pm. So I’ve got an overdue book and I just hope that the fines aren’t going to be too high. I hope to get out there Thursday after work.
I did some staff spinning on my porch for a few minutes this afternoon. It’s a motion I need to focus on if I don’t want to bonk myself in the head. Helps me step out of my tears.
Nothing wrong with tears, but it’s hard to focus on work when I’m crying.
Week four of the Knee, Ankle, Foot level 2 program is intense. I did day one on Sunday and was still sore today when I did day two. The new movements that are really getting me are banded lunges and lunges with a twist. I ended up working up a good sweat both days.
The moon tonight was a yellow sliver, so delicate. I tried to get a picture, but my camera blurred the elegant, thin curve into a chubby backwards C.
No hot springs tomorrow unless I can figure out another way to get there. My neighbors are doing other things. I’m still serving the time on my suspension. I wonder if time will feel different after I finish that term. I don’t know how much driving I’d be doing if I could be driving, but definitely some. By the time I can drive, there might be some weather to deal with. Snow on the ground.
A nice family zoom this evening. I’m glad to be keeping in touch with my family more closely. I made and ate dinner while on the call, and did dishes. I’ve started just washing the dishes instead of letting them soak in the sink and then using the dishwasher. We’ll see how long that habit lasts.