little delights

the way pomegranate seeds glow when peeling them off their rind

the taste of pumpkin spice and a dash of turmeric in my morning coffee

the wintery shifts of blue skies peeking through white clouds sliding into dark overcast grey with rain and back again, throughout the day, golden leaves fluttering everywhere, moss all aglow

freshly hennaed hair, moisturized skin, liquidy relaxation after soaking yesterday

work that i look forward to doing

delicious healthy food and homemade treats

frothy almond milk lattes during mid-day breaks

friends reaching out for time together

looking forward to dancing tonight and/or Friday and/or Sunday

satisfying soreness after playing on silks for the first time in a few weeks, yesterday

a mini-workout this morning of pushups, hollow hold, pull-up, handstand, and scapula pushups

having gotten my orders ready to ship and the kitchen and bathroom totally clean last night before bed

the coziness of my bed in the mornings

gentle wellness meditations that relax and soothe

finishing Obelisk Gate

adulting without too much stress (insurance and other bills got paid yesterday, and I actually brushed my teeth and bathed)

staying healthy through my husband's current illness

I got to skate and do silks this week and walked with cynthia and I get to dance. movement keeps me happy and healthy.

I can still do a pull-up

Krampuslauf on Monday?

It's December first, time to break out the xmas decorations!

okay wife

Was so tired after work tonight, the last thing I wanted to do was stop by the drug store to get Josh some cough suppressant and cough drops.

But I did, circling around and dealing with extra heavy traffic, staring at the isle for what felt like forever until I finally found a bottle that had just cough suppressant and not a bunch of other stuff added, and a small bag of Ricola instead of family size.

He was soooooooo grateful. He missed out on a work cocktail zoom event thingie because he just couldn't stop coughing. I thought he might find cough drops or dayquil in the bathroom but apparently either we're out or he just didn't have it in him to dig deep enough to look for them.

I feel bad, I should have gotten him stuff sooner, but i'm really glad I made myself stop on the way home.

Sometimes I'm an okay wife.

I cooked him salmon along with the last of my homemade stuffing and mashed potatoes, and a cup of medicinal tea. He's happy.

"I didn't do jack for you when you were sick," he acknowledged. It's what we do, we nurture. I can't help it. I love him so.

mood

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