|It's the little things
||[Jul. 8th, 2008|11:37 pm]
Happiness is: a long phone conversation with your sweetie, ranging over a variety of topics political, philosophical, and silly.
I took this weekend off. Isolated myself, hibernated, enforced rest. And while I know the physical part of me really, really needed it, the social part of me was pretty blue by Sunday.
I swear every time I learn this lesson, it is going to stay learned. But it doesn't. I'm currently debating whether that is completely a handicap or rather a minor miracle, considering the wonder I feel every time I relearn it.
I worked out.
With the Project of Doom and all my other work, that had taken a back seat. I made myself get on the NordicTrack, even though I didn't think I wanted to.
The difference it made is just staggering. I felt human again.
Yesterday it was belly dancing lesson with bec76. Today it was yoga, and more bellydancing (plans to bike were interrupted by a storm that left me scurrying around the house, pulling plugs on electronics and squeaking in slight terror - yes, it was striking power lines around us). Tomorrow? Tomorrow will be some workout, plus time with catvalente and then a weekend with friends.
And we will be through week 2.