February 2020
Outside my window, it was 21 degrees this morning. At last check, it was 25 degrees. I'm glad to be inside with a fire going and schooling with Erin. We are on lunch break now. Later this afternoon, I will go for a long walk--regaining ground after a month's break from running (head cold, shin splints, wisdom tooth extraction/recovery).
Giving thanks for our traditions. The girls both requested the heart trails from their bedrooms to the kitchen table for Valentine's Day. Heart shaped waffles. I'm so glad that gesture means something to them.
In the school room, hygge lights on the mantel, a fire heating the spaces. We painted the walls in January, and I worked on thinning out our bookshelves. This is my favorite room in the house. Erin and I are reading The Call of the Wild.
From the kitchen, trying to be mindful to be dairy free for Lanie, and keeping mostly veggies on my plate. I'm back on Lose it! because I've put on a steady 11 pounds from my 35 loss, and easily packed up half my pants because they're too tight. I also suspect it's part reason why I've gained time on my miles, going from 9 mm to 12 mm. I'm truly thankful to be able to run, no matter how slow I go, but it is discouraging when things go in the wrong direction. Very hopeful that mindful eating will also help me to better fuel my body.
I am looking forward to warmer temperatures. I love sweaters and fleece clothing and woolen mittens and furry hats. But I also working out in the yard and breaking a good sweat. Come, spring, come.
I don't want to forget--everything I have and all that I am is because of God's mercy, provision and grace. I am chosen. I am loved. I am valued in Christ. Even if my father and mother abandon me, the Lord will hold me close. I've learned a lot of lessons these past years, about people in my life, and about myself. God has restored so much to me--my vision, my health, my worth. He puts songs in my heart, and I sing them back to him.
I am reading: Chi Running by Danny Dreyer; Older, Faster, Stronger by Margaret Webb; The Chocolate War by Robert Cormier. I am going to the library today to get some books on running technique and speed training.
Around the house, looking into March. It's so very full of many things. Back to yoga. College tours. SAT. Driving practice. My life has been so full and rich. Being a mom is by far my absolute favorite thing.
I am hearing the hum of the heat. If I were on the couch with a book, I'd be asleep in ten minutes.
A view of my favorite things:
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| Summer goals 2020 |
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| No joke. Recorders are magical. |
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| Grateful |
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| Love at first step |
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| Homeschool vibes |
At the table. We've worked in monthly tea parties. Our next one in March is music themed to read lyrics like poetry instead of singing like a song. Erin and I laughed when I read Cory Hart's I Wear My Sunglasses at Night to Shane. An aside, I read a thought recently that I contemplate now:
