Most layered am I! Two of everything. And still, waiting outside for the bus, the bitter wind cuts right through you. I told my kids I am taking off to teach piano in the Antarctic and there is dinner in the fridge.
I feel like I am still in recovery. From my back injury first of all. I am feeling quite sore today. I am going to just do some walking and stretching and hit the gym tomorrow. Gently. Also I am still recovering from my flu that settled in my lungs. One of my piano students moms told me she "cured" her son of his bronchitis and allergies and dependence on inhalers. She smashes up fresh garlic root into a paste. Then puts in in tea with honey.
I tried that yesterday evening and this morning. I am feeling clearer. I think the antibiotics and inhaler zapped my strength. I have been so tired. Sleeping way too much. In the back of my mind, I attributed it to depression. But perhaps it is physical too.
I am also still in recovery from my dating attempts. I got into purge mode this morning after I made breakfast and sat sipping my ginger tea. I went through all my text messages, starting with "HFKAR". Remember him? The Latino bus driver who started this whole ball rolling. You know, me thinking I'm still attractive and not too old to find love?
It sure felt good to delete his messages. And essentially delete him. Well, not out of anger. He did wake me up. One is never too old to find love.
But I am seeking that balance. Where I can be authentically me and not holding my breath until Mr. Right comes along on his white horse to rescue me from my mediocre life and carry me away to a castle in the sky.
That balance.
Yes, I think in the back of my heart, in a little closed door, I have the Cinderalla fantasy in hiding.
It's ok. I wouldn't mind a castle in the sky.
But meanwhile, back on earth....
I am feeling peaceful. I am back into my regular routine of bible study and prayer over breakfast. Then cleaning and making dinner for the kids for when they come home from work. Then exercise.
And blog.
I still need to get up earlier in the morning. I would like to fit some piano practice in. And get back to the gym.
But keeping the kitchen in order seems to appeal to my inner motherly, nuturing self. I like planning meals ahead, and using what we have to make nutritious meals for everyone. Since my adult children and son-in-law work day shift, it feels good to be Queen of the kitchen. At least for now.
Today I made salmon patties, mashed potatoes and gravy and a broccoli cauliflower salad. I had mine for lunch. The kids can heat it up for dinner.
I have been craving fresh vegetables.
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| My lunch! |
I also have been craving fruit. I had half of a graperfruit this morning. It was divine!
Since I am still rehabilitating from my back injury, and only slowly getting back to near where I was, I need to focus on healthier eating.
I imagine I sound like a broken record, but repetition helps me stay on the path.
You know that path of peace and balance... The path that still has room for a handsome prince on a white horse...
On that note, my carriage awaits.
Ok. I need to get to the bus stop for my next student.
A girl can dream, right?
Happy Wednesday!
Stay warm!
Z
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