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Day 139: Small Talk

I was so happy to see rain when I woke up this morning. All of our plants on the deck have perked up.  I did wake up at 6:00 a.m., but I made a conscious decision to allow myself a few hours lounging in bed before I started my day.

Next week begins fall term at the music center. My world will get much busier!

My meatloaf was superb yesterday. I will never go back to using bread crumbs again!  I used bison, grass fed beef and ground turkey. I chopped up about 1/2 cup canned mushrooms, and added some low sugar marinara sauce and 3 eggs.  Then I seasoned it with salt, pepper, oregono and paprika. 

It cooked up so nice and dense.  Didn't crumble when I cut it.  I just had a slice with Brussels sprouts and a salad for lunch. :)

I am going for a foot massage shortly and then to teach a few students. I feel very calm and balanced.

I am going to get some good piano practice in this evening.  I didn't do my trail walk. I had a bible study with some of my neighbor friends and it was raining pretty darn hard. But I did some morning stretches before my shower.

I've been getting more walking in during the course of my day. Yesterday I was 20 minutes early for my first piano students, so I got off the bus a couple stops early and walked.  And boom! Light bulb!  Instead of always rushing and running late, I will leave early and walk the time away!

Geez, sometimes it takes me awhile to get things through my skull. I've had this weird fear of being early most of my life. Probably that introvert thing. I don't like waiting around, especially if it means encountering the dreaded small talk.

But this new me sees the value in being early and having that breathing room.  Nowhere is it in writing that I have to engage in small talk.  I can walk. I can say hello and smile.  And really, there is no small talk is there? There is superficial talk.  Perhaps that's what I have an aversion to. So if I am authentic, perhaps it doesn't matter. Right? for thought.  I notice I have a lot of that lately.  I guess I am replacing my pleasure eating with pleasure thinking.  Not a bad trade!

So much more, but I must be going.

Happy Friday! :)


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