Joint Wednesday Thursday.

Blogger crapped out last night in the middle of trying to post so I will add on to what I had on my good and bad, and then continue on after that.

Continuing.

Good:
29th
Hung bike
Made 'peg board'
Grocery store
Met with a friend
Avoided a place I needed to avoid
30th
Swimming lessons
Played polo with the kids
Met with Rev
Organized sewing stuff
Cleaned and cleaned and cleaned
Sight-read some old sheet music


Bad:
29th
Ate too much
Thought too much about how I ate too much
Didn't play the piano
30th
Ate too much
In my head too much

The tool cabinet:



I have had this project in my head for a very long time and am so stoked that it finally happened. I also learned something today: cable cutters are not the same as wire cutters. Waiting for neighbor to let me borrow his pair so I can make the last two cuts and it will be finished! Well, until I get the painting behind it started. Then it will be really finished. Can't wait for that to happen, and luckily my roommate is far more visually artistic than I and has volunteered her skills to help me out with that project.




The other project is also very exciting for me. I have been wanting to anally organize my sewing stuff for a long time now and kept trying to envision it. I knew there had to be some sort of peg board or holder for my spools of thread. The more I thought about it though, the less I wanted a standard peg board and the more I wanted to use something different. My sweet boy saved my some little branches from the tree we lost and, poof, the idea came to me. I think I've probably got the coolest 'peg board' ever.





Scored majorly on my last hike. Found this sign just lying in the weeds.



Now I'm in real time.

Last night I had the best gabbing session with a friend. It just blows me away how much I've grown and how I really am smart and can get along well with really smart people- people who used to intimidate the crap out of me. Now I see we're all the same. And she's so very lovely.

Swimming lessons are going amazingly well. I love to see the progress, not just from Tuesday to Thursday, but from turn to turn. My sweet boy being so brave even though I know he's truly terrified- battling his overwhelming instincts every second. I cannot wait to see him carelessly cannonball into a pool. And I also love seeing the difference between the two of them. Ivy is absolutely and totally comfortable in the water. Swimming longer and farther each try- head all the way under, kicking and kicking. Completely care-free. She and I need a sail boat in a serious kind of way. Truly two fish out of water. Abe can guard the treehouse on dry land and make sure it stays kept up for us while his girls are out to sea. :]

I finished organizing the rest of the sewing stuff tonight and have started on the cutest project ever. I can't wait to work on it some more. It involves an ear-less bunny who loves carrots. Oh. Thank you to Ivy for the artwork and inspiration.

I had a really good chat with my reverend today. She is so impressed with my progress and thinks I'm a totally rad person. She keeps telling me how incredible I am- so very self-aware and self-reflective, smart, talented, etc. She actually seems in awe when she says these things too, not just compliments meant to boost me. I'm a little dumbfounded that someone with a doctorate thinks of me that way.

Now I get to the real trouble. What's really been on my mind for about a day and a half now. I can deal with: run-ins here and geographical coincidences there; navigating my community in a way that protects me and my new-found boundaries; freaky yoga instructor flukes; waiting for something to pop up to take the place of old playdates. But. I'm struggling with magic. In a big way. I had given up on the idea. Completely. And to be honest, I didn't want any part of that anymore. I could rationalize it all out as coincidence because of similar interests and plain and simple geographical location. As far as I'm concerned, the Universe might not keep us apart, but I sure can. But then. Then yesterday. I randomly decided to visit an old website I hadn't visited in many, many months. And it was. It was magic. Too magic. Too magic for me to deny the magic. I kind of hate it. And yet I also can't help but giggle. The same day? The same fucking topic? Good god, there were even two the first day. How? Coincidence? Really? How can I deny it now? Especially when I want to deny it. I want to be apart from it. Maybe if I sit with it for a few days I can convince my brain that it is still, and nothing more than, just coincidence.

Freaky. Weird. Fluky. Magic. Too magic. Too magic to deny?

That doesn't really cover all the jumbled thoughts in my head. I could surely ramble on and on about it for multiple nonsensical run-on paragraphs. All I know is that I can't dwell on it or I will get hooked back in, and that's the last thing I need right now. The very last. So magic or not, I will try to not decide which it is and, rather, just know that it is- whatever it is.

Whew.