The snow did not materialize this last week though we did get close with some sleet and a heavy cold downpour. It looks like we are not expected to get below freezing now for the next ten days. That doesn’t mean we are out of the winter woods yet but as you can see the early daffodils are blooming and some of the crocuses are up if not open.
I took this shot yesterday morning taking the long loop to the garden to see what is going on down there. I have one battered tulip coming up from last year that wasn’t dug up by the rabbits or rats. I didn’t plant any this last fall. A couple of perennials that have been troopers over the last few years didn’t make it this year.
There are about 10 sweet pea plants I grew from seed almost dormant on my kitchen windowsill. It will be lovely when it warms up enough to get those in. And to see (like with everything else) what survives.
We had a longer than usual board meeting Thursday night. There is so much going on and so many decisions to be made and all these emails kept coming in after the meeting. I was exhausted. And yes, just a tad bit irritable. People keep scheduling meetings where more decisions need to be made.
With so much to do and not enough people to do it there is this kind of driven thing going on with a few of my colleagues and I am getting the vibe they think I am a slacker because I don’t do this volunteer thing more than full time. I have a life.
At least I try to have a life. Lately it feels like that is getting harder.
Thank goodness for the poetry and the yoga! My morning classes are just wonderful. We have created this rich supportive community. I feel blessed to have this thing to do every weekday morning even though there are times where it feels daunting to keep it all fresh, interesting and engaging.
I am supposed to bring poetry to read to the guys on Thursday. The good news about this is I can take a few chapbooks and see if anyone wants one. They have been sitting in a couple of boxes along with the ones I made for Mr. Finch at some time I will need to figure out what to do with them.
With all the meetings I have scheduled this next week I don’t really have time to go hang out with the guys and read poems on Thursday, which is why I need to do it. It will be distraction, balance, a change of scene, sorely needed.
Speaking of balance. I find homeostasis absolutely amazing. Our body has a way of regulating itself when it is working well that is better even, more nuanced than the best technology. And I use technology to monitor it.
My calorie expenditure during the week is remarkably consistent no matter what I end up doing. I personally don’t think calorie expenditure in normal conditions has anything to do with weight loss, but it does have to do with lots of other good things like maintaining muscle tone and mobility. But the fact that my body knows, okay, a walk is good, or a workout is good, or rest is good is pretty cool.
As an aside I heard that the price of sugar is falling because of the weight loss drugs, people are snacking way less. I know I have discovered the M&M’s Minis, which are adorable and practical as a little treat.
My weight has stabilized over the last year. I am a medium, not a small. It wouldn’t take much to get me to small but for whatever reason by body regulation system does not want to go there. I don’t carry that much muscle, (have you noticed those speed skaters’ thighs?) but more than most women my age.
I would have to change the way I eat to get to a size small. And at this point I don’t think I have the time, or determination to do that. I wish I could stop thinking about it all, but at least for now, I am not going to take the drugs. It is not a judgment thing, or even a budget thing, it is I already have so much going on thing. And I have worked hard to get my body regulated and I want it to stay that way thing.
My angina did make itself known this last week, and some of my stats show that I am unusually stressed so at least for right now it is how do I manage to get as relaxed as possible and still get things done.
The daffodils help, as does the prospect of the new garden year right around the corner. Oh boy…here we go. I cannot wait for it to warm up!
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