Yesterday I went to a black sand beach I had never been to before. It was a little hard to get to so there weren't many people there and the weather was better than expected, besides a few strong gusts of wind. Grateful I got a little vitamin d and exercise and escaped construction noise for a day. Slept well and surprisingly didn't wake up sore from hiking the neverending uphill stairs (which are hard to climb in a mask. I was huffing and puffing so much I think passersby pitied me.)
Knee pads arrived, my floor has been swept, and now I have no excuses left not to dance today. I also should make some quiche or baked steel cut oats with fruit because I need good fuel to exercise, and I want to feel healthy again like I did last year. I shouldn't have so much resistance to cooking. It takes less than 15 minutes to cook these things and I'll have leftovers all week, they're delicious, and make me feel and look healthy. I want to be in top shape when I take the vaccine, and during the shrinking number of months when I can safely go outside before fire season.
My plants are looking very happy now that I keep all the windows open and set up my diffuser to mist the ferns.
I'm trying to embrace and accept all the blemished and unresolved portions of my life. I think my love life will continue to be a source of confusion and uncertainty, and that's okay. I don't need to have it figured out and I am under no obligation to make any permanent decisions. There will always be both pros and cons in relationships. That I can be certain of.
I like Dolly Parton's joke about how she met her husband at a laundromat and 'it's been wishy washy ever since.' Humor is key.
9:02 a.m. - 2021-03-24