still haven’t sung a note yet today. but I did practice bach chorales and figured bass and studied theory for a bit. so not a complete academic waste thus far!
can’t wait for yoga tomorrow. the classes here are so different from the ones at WHY, so much more adventurous and unique. not that I don’t love the classes at WHY; it’s just a very different experience. both are great. but it’s a nice change of pace.
hosting Christmas Eve tomorrow. not a big crowd, only six of us. I miss when the entire family was here and we had ten to twelve on Christmas Eve, twenty or so on Christmas Day. and now (provided I get into grad school) I’ll be moving away too.
roxy’s still working on the whole ‘walking on hardwood floors’ thing. making turns are a bit rough for her. lots of skidding out happening. she’s tall enough now to hop up into the chairs…but getting down is a mess. very funny and cute, but still a mess. she’s currently eating my old running shoe.
trying to drink in these moments, the time with her and my parents and my family. even if she does have to pee every twelve minutes and drags me outside in the snow and cold. even if my mother still drives me bananas from time to time. even if the holidays and being home always inherently stress me out and put me on tenuous ground with recovery.
still drying to absorb all of the good stuff. because there’s a lot of it.