This has been an odd week. Much pain again, with the arthritis flaring with the change of weather. I think summer is finally gone, with the nights getting cooler and the days milder. It’s been lovely to not have to hide away in air conditioning all day, and to have fresh air flowing through the house constantly. The great shift in my exercise routine is happening, too: no more swimming, and building up my tolerance for walking instead. I am entertaining the idea of purchasing an exercise bike for rainy days, but slightly put off by the prices, especially of recumbent models, which I am drawn towards.
There has been writing, and I’ve been happy with the quality, but not quantity of it. My pace is much, much slower that I use to write. But I suppose that I should be thankful that I’m writing at all. Between pain, a two-year-old and everything else, it would be very easy to just stop and stare at daytime television all day.
I have been devoting a decent amount of energy to uncluttering, which is a very satisfying thing. We’re not messy people, but there are places in the house that get cluttered with stuff, and when they’re clean and tidy, things feel much better. I have a massive list of things I’d like to do around the house (painting, for one, she says, eyeing off the horrid yellow walls in this room) but I’m tackling them in small pieces. They all add up.
Watching a child in their second year of life is incredible. Especially when said child is sleeping well, and therefore the rest of us are sleeping well He’s developing such an imagination – he re-enacts scenes with his trains, and tells us that Totoro lives in every big tree he sees He still remains one of the cuddliest kids I’ve ever known, too, which is just delightful. Hard to think that in a few years he’ll be in school.
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