So, this was the highlight of my day yesterday, captured in my Fauxbonichi. I went out for an introduction to a gym near us and I was feeling so good about the experience. It was very welcoming and the director had already given me some great tips for supporting my health and well-being. I was walking home feeling optimistic about making a start. The snow had been going for a little while but there was just a thin film on the sidewalk. I slipped a little, caught myself, and then literally watched myself slip again and, out of control, land hard on my left hip, which is a sensitive spot for me. I spent pretty much the rest of the day in bed. I think I'm okay though I am a bit worried that I shook up my hip joint and did some damage in there.
I'm almost done unpacking all my kitchen stuff, and for the most part it's been pretty easy about decisions but both bowls and plates got me stumped a bit. I thought about the choices from a lot of angles (what works together, whats in the best shape, what makes the most sense), but none of them spoke to me as true. In the end, I decided not to make all of the choices just yet. It's challenging, because I feel the pressure of the power of deciding now, but that gets me all torn up inside - a clear indicator that it's *not* the right choice. I choose time as my choice.
My dear friend Mike sent me his old cell phone! Once I figure out how to use it (Shannon, I might need your help again) I can really be on Instagram which is awesome. No phone plan, just wifi but that's fine. So exciting!!!