Life is slowly returning to normal around here. Well, a new normal around here. After a flurry of high self imposed stress from worrying and my father in law passing away, I'm back to plain old normal days. My gratitude journal is a crazy mix of thankfulness. I'm all over the place with being grateful for good health, having electricity, the working AC and my routine in the mornings of utter silence while I sip my coffee as I plan the day.
My longer commute to work twice a week has been a delight. I listen to a podcast while driving and the time flies by. I am still adjusting to working 5-7 hours a day twice a week. The first three hours are good, but as we approach the lunch time hour - EEP - the terrible two-ness rears it's ugly head. The poor Toddler Girl is feeling all the feels.
I'm trying to be a step ahead, averting a tantrum, being savvy and sly. I take pride that I can do this until there's a tantrum over something I am not anticipating. Anyways, I am pretty sure her two year old molars are coming in as well, so that doesn't help me. Ah, to be a two year old!
I appreciate the pre-lunch hours where she sweetly says 'okay, miss Karen'.
So because of the high stress in the past three weeks and the funeral trip, I fell into some lazy eating habits. Sometimes eating junk feels like fun, but my body requires serious healthy food. When I eat food that supports my exercising lifestyle I feel fantastic!
When I eat garbage, well, I feel like garbage. I miss the days when I was 20 years old and could eat anything under the sun and not have consequences. So sad I didn't appreciate those days more.
I'm enjoying not worrying about anything, I savor when I'm annoyed at something silly.
As you can see in the photos, it's looking a bit fall-like around here.
Last week, I saw a fox while driving up the road to our house. My husband came home shortly thereafter and said 'guess what I saw?'
I replied 'a fox!'
He said 'nope! The BEAR'
My knitting had a wee set back. After I photoed and published my new shawl that I cast on, I found out that I didn't have the correct number of stitches and had to rip out 10-12 rows. Rookie mistake!
I'm back on track or so I think. Tonight I will be starting the row that I was on two days ago. Wish me luck.
I hope you are having normal days as well. I want to bottle up mine and keep them safe for when life throws me a curve ball.