First of all, a cat doing downward dog. Inherently funny.
Yesterday my neck and shoulder were tight, why, I have no idea. And it got progressively worse overnight, making sleep nearly impossible.
I wasn’t sure how my workout would go, but as always, movement won over inaction, because, while the pain isn’t entirely gone, it’s definitely better.
Not a perfect answer. But an answer better than the alternative.
Sometimes that’s the best we can hope for.
Meanwhile, it’s a gray, gray Monday and I don’t know if they said snow but it looks like snow. It’s a day with a lot on my mind, but on the plus side it’s also a day with a lot of physical tasks head, so hopefully those thoughts can sort themselves.
I already tackled one problem today, beyond the soreness, so that has to be a plus, right?
Anyway, once more into the Monday. I hope you have an incredibly wonderful one.
February 14 rolls around every year, and there it lurks, right smack in the middle of February.
I’ve already seen people complaining online about people complaining online, angry at the bitterness of others who don’t enjoy the visceral, day-long reminder of their loneliness. Empathy isn’t a big thing online in the 21st century.
I don’t particularly care for Valentine’s Day, but I do care for chocolate, so that’s the upside for me. It does seem like a day designed for dashed expectations and the drumbeat of “not enough,” which makes me wonder if there’s some kind of conspiracy among businesses to prime the pump.
I mean, who knows.
I do like the idea of honoring suffragette Anna Howard Shaw, as per Liz Lemon of “30 Rock” though. Give me the right to vote over a droopy, inflated-price bouquet any time.
Anyway, no matter where you fall on the Valentine’s Day spectrum, from paper-heart central to leave me alone, I want you to know I appreciate you, and I appreciate your being here.
Not very inspiring for a Monday, I guess. Maybe because I’m not feeling very inspired. I’m pretty sure I’m the first person in the history of Mondays to feel this way on a Monday.
See, I can be sluggish and funny. Ish.
The only word I could think of to describe how I feel today was “molasses,” and so I turned to my thesaurus and realized how often you have to think of a synonym to find the synonyms. Ponder that for a while.
Or as long as you want, this is a space for free thought.
And now there is a drill of some sort going, a high-pitched drill competing with sirens outside and it’s pretty clear that whatever this Monday may be, it’s going to be loud. That ought to wake me up.
So as I try to unstick myself and venture off into the Mondayness of Monday, I hope you have a lovely Monday yourself.
Back around to Friday again, and I’m just kind of ugh. I still have a bit of a cough, but I’m definitely better, I’ve got the dentist out of the way for six months, and we’re actually getting some sunshine.
So I’m not sure what the issue is.
I simultaneously want to do everything and nothing at once. You can probably spot the flaw in that plan.
It is Friday, so it has that going for it. Though there’s no reason to be unpleasant to the day, it’s not the day’s fault I’m in a bit of a mood. It could be because it’s 2020 and “Berlin Wall” is trending.
I mean come on.
Maybe more coffee will give me the kick I need. Though I’m not sure it’s kick, exactly. Focus would be nice. A cup of focus.
I wonder where I can get that.
Anyway, I’m off to finish my week as strongly as possible. You have a gliding, easy Friday and a wonderful weekend.