I was feeling a little paralyzed this morning. I have so much to do, but never enough time or energy for it all.
But I thought of all I have learned in the last nearly 3 years of blogging and introspection.
So I decided I will do little bit of everything! Otherwise I would have to deal with the crushing guilt all day. Nothing ruins my bday more than crushing guilt.
So I got up and hooped a bit, prayed a bit, ate a bit of grits, cleaned a bit, played a bit of piano. Ran to the bus. Played a bit of Words with Friends. Got on the Max. Had a nice conversation with my daughter and Baby Gracie on a video call. Got off the Max.
Stopped at Starbucks for a "Citrus Defender"
Sat a bit. Sipped my tea.
Went to the gym. Actually lifted weights today! But I only had a short time before I had to hop on the Max back home and repack. I am weary of toting half my life all over town. So I am living in short spurts. I am trying to rise earlier - aaack! - and then come back, empty my pack of all things gym related, and then repack for piano teaching and overnight trips to Vancouver to visit Baby Gracie, my daughter and son-in-law.
I've run out of time, yet again. I have to dash off to teach some piano students. But I blogged!
Actually, today has been a good day. I think I will do a little bit of everything again tomorrow!
Talk to you then!
Love,
Zita
P.S. Here is today's hoop video. Day 212!
But I thought of all I have learned in the last nearly 3 years of blogging and introspection.
So I decided I will do little bit of everything! Otherwise I would have to deal with the crushing guilt all day. Nothing ruins my bday more than crushing guilt.
So I got up and hooped a bit, prayed a bit, ate a bit of grits, cleaned a bit, played a bit of piano. Ran to the bus. Played a bit of Words with Friends. Got on the Max. Had a nice conversation with my daughter and Baby Gracie on a video call. Got off the Max.
Stopped at Starbucks for a "Citrus Defender"
Sat a bit. Sipped my tea.
Went to the gym. Actually lifted weights today! But I only had a short time before I had to hop on the Max back home and repack. I am weary of toting half my life all over town. So I am living in short spurts. I am trying to rise earlier - aaack! - and then come back, empty my pack of all things gym related, and then repack for piano teaching and overnight trips to Vancouver to visit Baby Gracie, my daughter and son-in-law.
I've run out of time, yet again. I have to dash off to teach some piano students. But I blogged!
Actually, today has been a good day. I think I will do a little bit of everything again tomorrow!
Talk to you then!
Love,
Zita
P.S. Here is today's hoop video. Day 212!
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