An Anniversary
I couldn't sleep last night so I was looking for things to keep me occupied. I looked up in my LJ what I was doing 10 years ago. (It amazes me I've kept it up so long, however spottily at times). Ten years ago today, we spent our first night in this house. It was a Saturday then too. We had moved our stuff in from the apartment we had been using here in Seattle and were awaiting our stuff from CA. It came on the following Wednesday. I had never seen so many boxes in my life.
It's still much too cold outside, but at least it's pretty sunny. I had hoped to get an early start this morning and try to do some fun things that would keep me out in the sun, but the bad night put the kibosh on that. I'm actually feeling pretty good though. It's only being tired & sleepy keeping me in, not the desire to hide from the world & everything in it.
Jordin & I had fun last night playing with the cats and having better conversation than we've had for a while. Well, I'd already noticed it improving; last night was just particularly nice. We haven't been having marital problems; I've just been mostly crazy since last July. And I'm not being flip; I'm really serious about that. Also, I seem to be using up more than my fair share of semicolons today!
I can feel my brain starting to react better & as what passes for normally with me. I can think and plan and remember. Well, of course, there's some coughing and spluttering and occasional outright failure, but definitely improving over all. Relieved isn't the right word for what I feel about it though. I really genuinely hadn't realized how bad it had gotten until I began to get better. Which is scary.
One of the things I thought about while trying to sleep was about how much of aging (after 45 or so) is about loss. The years gave been good, especially the last 25 or so, but I have had a lot of loss in the last 15 and it's accelerating. So you are hereby invited to remind of the good things about aging. (Note: menopause doesn't count for me. I looked forward to it for years, but that's when my body began really breaking down. Sigh.)
It's still much too cold outside, but at least it's pretty sunny. I had hoped to get an early start this morning and try to do some fun things that would keep me out in the sun, but the bad night put the kibosh on that. I'm actually feeling pretty good though. It's only being tired & sleepy keeping me in, not the desire to hide from the world & everything in it.
Jordin & I had fun last night playing with the cats and having better conversation than we've had for a while. Well, I'd already noticed it improving; last night was just particularly nice. We haven't been having marital problems; I've just been mostly crazy since last July. And I'm not being flip; I'm really serious about that. Also, I seem to be using up more than my fair share of semicolons today!
I can feel my brain starting to react better & as what passes for normally with me. I can think and plan and remember. Well, of course, there's some coughing and spluttering and occasional outright failure, but definitely improving over all. Relieved isn't the right word for what I feel about it though. I really genuinely hadn't realized how bad it had gotten until I began to get better. Which is scary.
One of the things I thought about while trying to sleep was about how much of aging (after 45 or so) is about loss. The years gave been good, especially the last 25 or so, but I have had a lot of loss in the last 15 and it's accelerating. So you are hereby invited to remind of the good things about aging. (Note: menopause doesn't count for me. I looked forward to it for years, but that's when my body began really breaking down. Sigh.)