Today was a much better day than recent days. My cough is almost gone and I have more energy.
It helped for me to have a reason to get up and leave the house early. I think too much staying at home has been very depressing for me. I understand now how my father must feel. Being stuck in the same environment does not stimulate the senses. And spending too much time alone gives one very few perspectives.
I had two students this morning at 9:30 a.m. They are brothers. I had to cancel their lesson last week when I was in the deep pit of my flu.
I am not accustomed to morning lessons. And 9:30 lately has been the time I am just starting to consider getting vertical.
But getting out of the house, walking in the brisk winter air, invigorated me!
After the lesson, I felt more alive. I took myself out for breakfast to Tom`s, a family favorite. Then I headed up to Portland Music and bought some music for some of my students. Including my niece and my mother. I feel motivated again. And I know from past experience, that when I am enthusiastic, it is contagious! Also, having music that my students enjoy makes the whole piano lesson experience more enjoyable for all of us!
After the music store, I got in a lovely workout at the gym. I was not in a hurry. I did 20 minutes on the treadmill, weights and stretching.
I was beginning to feel a little tired at that point. But it was a lovely day. Chilly, but clear. The sky was a brilliant blue. I decided to go down to the Dollar Tree and pick up some stickers for my students and some odds and ends for the house.
Final destination would be Starbucks, for a nice London Fog made with coconut milk and some lovely pondering time.
While at Starbucks, my son called. He asked if we could hang out. Sigh. So much for pondering time. But he is in a vulnerable state with a recent relationship breakup. He was quite depressed. I did not mind the interruption. My role as a mother will never end and will never cease to be the most important role I play.
So I chugged my London Fog and called my gym to arrange a guest pass for him.
Nothing helps a wounded heart than a good workout. And there is no revenge like getting healthy, buff and successful after one has been rejected!
We had a nice time. I am home now. About to pop some popcorn and watch
"Sully".
My fatigue is back. But I am happy.
And so I wish you a Happy Thursday and good night!
Peace,
Zita
It helped for me to have a reason to get up and leave the house early. I think too much staying at home has been very depressing for me. I understand now how my father must feel. Being stuck in the same environment does not stimulate the senses. And spending too much time alone gives one very few perspectives.
I had two students this morning at 9:30 a.m. They are brothers. I had to cancel their lesson last week when I was in the deep pit of my flu.
I am not accustomed to morning lessons. And 9:30 lately has been the time I am just starting to consider getting vertical.
But getting out of the house, walking in the brisk winter air, invigorated me!
After the lesson, I felt more alive. I took myself out for breakfast to Tom`s, a family favorite. Then I headed up to Portland Music and bought some music for some of my students. Including my niece and my mother. I feel motivated again. And I know from past experience, that when I am enthusiastic, it is contagious! Also, having music that my students enjoy makes the whole piano lesson experience more enjoyable for all of us!
After the music store, I got in a lovely workout at the gym. I was not in a hurry. I did 20 minutes on the treadmill, weights and stretching.
I was beginning to feel a little tired at that point. But it was a lovely day. Chilly, but clear. The sky was a brilliant blue. I decided to go down to the Dollar Tree and pick up some stickers for my students and some odds and ends for the house.
Final destination would be Starbucks, for a nice London Fog made with coconut milk and some lovely pondering time.
While at Starbucks, my son called. He asked if we could hang out. Sigh. So much for pondering time. But he is in a vulnerable state with a recent relationship breakup. He was quite depressed. I did not mind the interruption. My role as a mother will never end and will never cease to be the most important role I play.
So I chugged my London Fog and called my gym to arrange a guest pass for him.
Nothing helps a wounded heart than a good workout. And there is no revenge like getting healthy, buff and successful after one has been rejected!
We had a nice time. I am home now. About to pop some popcorn and watch
"Sully".
My fatigue is back. But I am happy.
And so I wish you a Happy Thursday and good night!
Peace,
Zita
Care yourself, dear.
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