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Year Four, Day 315: The Return of the Chaffle! And the Loss of True Love

 Hi Friends!


Sorry for the dramatic title. But my life does seem to mirror my bipolarness at times.  


First the happy news:

I had to do it! I ordered another Dash mini waffle maker, aka "The Chaffle Maker"!

It arrived this morning. So I whipped up some cheese, spinach, green onion, cliantro chaffles for my daughter-in-law and I. And some ham, cheese and spinach chaffles for my grandson. I am not sure if he liked them or not, because he was napping when I left.


My daughter-in-law loved them! Her first chaffle experience was very positive!


I like them even better than before. Especially since the cheesy egg pancakes just didn't compare. The chaffle has these amazing, yummy crunchy ridges you just cannot duplicate!



It is such a beautiful day today in Portland - sunny and 74 degrees. I hear rumors of highs in the upper 70's. What?! I nearly froze to death in bitter cold and wind waiting for the bus two days ago.  But that is Portland. Bipolar. Much like me!

I actually had an amazing morning.  I made it to the gym - for day 41! It is not quite 41 CONSECUTIVE days, but 41 days of making it into the gym and working out. I like how I am feeling. At least physically.  

Emotionally, there are ups and downs.

Which brings me to the not so happy news:  

I miss the man SO much. That empty space near my heart is aching. I miss our past, and I miss what might have been our future. But here in the present, it seems we do not have common paths in life.  

Time will tell.

Now for more happy news: 

On the subject of my new apartment, I heard from my wonderful landlord.  The cat smell is nearly all gone. They are going back to do a sniff test Monday. If it passes, I can start moving boxes in next week!

My own place at last! And I even have a chaffle maker!

I am very excited.

I keep thinking though, how can I be so joyful when the love of my life is not with me?  Somehow I am finding joy in my routines, my family, my work.  Romantic love may just not be in the cards for me.  I had a glimpse of it.  I remember wonderful moments with him. I will cherish these forever, with or without him.  

I am just breathing and trying to stay in the moment.

On a happier subject, I recorded a snippet of my hooping session yesterday, on my day 40 gym visit. Then I went way back (about 5 years!) to my first hooping video. I am sharing both with you. 

It feels like a wonderful accomplishment to see progress in my life as I age.  Maybe there is hope for me yet!

On that note, I am off to walk in the sunshine and teach piano to bright young people!

Happy Thursday!

Love,

Zita



Hooping Day 1: June 16, 2017




Hooping yesterday: April 26, 2022



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