Thursday, February 2, 2012

Joy 2/2/12

  • Wow, how did it get to be Thursday already?  Can't believe it's been a few days since I last posted.  Today has been a doozy, so at least I've got something to blog about.
  • Murky morning, no sunrise, felt achy, so I got on the treadmill the first thing.  Did stretches.  That helped.  Thought I would get cranking right away on writing my memoir since my body was warmed up.  Not so fast, my mind said.  I kept sitting at the table with pen and paper and all I got was mental constipation and grunts.  Nothing I wrote was worth keeping.
  • Even though caffeine was pumping through me, my body said "rest."  So I napped.  Wasn't even noon yet.  Didn't sleep, but it felt good to relax my body even while my mind whirred at warp speed.  I just ignored it, like it was a dream I wasn't interested in having.
  • When I got up, it was sunny outside.  Had a call from my sister with a funny story about a marshmallow hidden in a body part.  I won't share the story here, the details are too intimate for public consumption (ba-dum-bum), but I laughed.  First time in a while that something seemed really funny.  And when I started writing, the words flowed and I was funny, too.  First time in a while for that as well.
  • Promised myself a beachwalk if I would finish the piece, and I did.  Low 70s, breezy but not cold, puff clouds drifting by.  Perfect.  Walked north 22 blocks to 2nd Ave Pier.  Stayed in the sun-warmed squishy sand near the dunes and beach grass.  Had it all to myself.  Hadn't been to that pier since my SGD was here back in December.  Brought back a nice memory of hanging out there with him.
  • Came back walking south with my three besties -- my feet in Mother Ocean, Luna Linda hanging in the north sky, and Sunbella blazing in the south.  The spray from every crashing wave made the air tangy and lightly salted my lips.  Felt like summer out there, like vacation, like the most relaxed I ever feel.
  • I only have 24 days until I'm heading back to MO.  So I'm not going to let this perfect day end.  I'm taking an ice cold Yuengling Black & Tan out to the ocean deck to watch the waves, drink in the sun, and stretch this day at least until sunset.  Then maybe I'll get back to work.  Maybe not.     

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