What a difference a shower makes
So it turned out that the Landlord didn't actually lock the door, someone else did! I finally got my shower and I'm much happier now!
But it made me refocus my day and write a bunch of email that needed to get done. It also made me go grocery shopping and do stuff to take care of myself for a little while. I just got home after shopping and gave myself a pedicure which I needed really badly, usually don't go that long with out doing it. I'm proud of the fact that with all the yoga and dancing that I do I can still bend over to do it myself. Considering how much weight I put on this last month just from sitting around with my leg up, and all the bread products I ate because of how all of the antibiotics made my insides empty out. I was needing to fill them with just about anything at that point. It felt to good to get out and do some shopping and have time to reflect on this last month. This year has started out with some very good omens and it feels like I'm finally back on the right path.
I think I'm going to try to dye my hair silver one more time. I tried last year and it didn't quite work. My hair is longer now and I think it would be more interesting this long. We'll see :).
I had a long time to sit and reflect on what is happening between R. and I also. He seems to have some common interests that I hadn't thought about in a long time. I got into studying astrology back when I was 19 but stopped myself when I realized that it I was spending so much time on it as a hobby that I should either learn the math fro it and do it professionally or just do it for myself alone. but It hasn't left my consciousness, as I realized as I was staring at this kids shirt today that said something about his high school doing the Narnia play. I haven't read that series since I was about seven or eight years old. But I wonder what I would find if I reread them now? The images this kids T-shirt gave me a clue.
It's a bit strange that I have never gotten around to working through a mental block I know I have. As the grand-daughter of a hollywood accountant (granny worked for some guy who won an oscar for his sound production company, Ryder sound) and as the only sibling who hasn't gotten to highschool algebra, one would think I would be able to do math as well as any woman in my family. But I think I was around five when I got a stubborn streak in me that resented having my level of intelligence judged on whether or not I could add 100 to 100! School yard shit! I think with some simple hypnosis I would work through this?
Well enough blather for one day.
But it made me refocus my day and write a bunch of email that needed to get done. It also made me go grocery shopping and do stuff to take care of myself for a little while. I just got home after shopping and gave myself a pedicure which I needed really badly, usually don't go that long with out doing it. I'm proud of the fact that with all the yoga and dancing that I do I can still bend over to do it myself. Considering how much weight I put on this last month just from sitting around with my leg up, and all the bread products I ate because of how all of the antibiotics made my insides empty out. I was needing to fill them with just about anything at that point. It felt to good to get out and do some shopping and have time to reflect on this last month. This year has started out with some very good omens and it feels like I'm finally back on the right path.
I think I'm going to try to dye my hair silver one more time. I tried last year and it didn't quite work. My hair is longer now and I think it would be more interesting this long. We'll see :).
I had a long time to sit and reflect on what is happening between R. and I also. He seems to have some common interests that I hadn't thought about in a long time. I got into studying astrology back when I was 19 but stopped myself when I realized that it I was spending so much time on it as a hobby that I should either learn the math fro it and do it professionally or just do it for myself alone. but It hasn't left my consciousness, as I realized as I was staring at this kids shirt today that said something about his high school doing the Narnia play. I haven't read that series since I was about seven or eight years old. But I wonder what I would find if I reread them now? The images this kids T-shirt gave me a clue.
It's a bit strange that I have never gotten around to working through a mental block I know I have. As the grand-daughter of a hollywood accountant (granny worked for some guy who won an oscar for his sound production company, Ryder sound) and as the only sibling who hasn't gotten to highschool algebra, one would think I would be able to do math as well as any woman in my family. But I think I was around five when I got a stubborn streak in me that resented having my level of intelligence judged on whether or not I could add 100 to 100! School yard shit! I think with some simple hypnosis I would work through this?
Well enough blather for one day.