Day 42

Progress more and more everyday! Or at least, 2nd day. Heh.

Out of bed at 8.30 am, combo of boy and trusted deputy dog. Sweetest wake up crew ever. And from there it was like clockwork. But as envisioned. Slow, full, Rich, fun. Did the water, seeds, supplements, nuts, fruits, walk, dusted off the old peloton and had a 20 min cardio session, then swept, cleaned, ate breakfast, showered, kick started morning skincare and smelled like an orange. Squeezed in a catch up chat with jabber, and cut Afternoon in half. Started directly with lunch, after a long long time in the solarium. Ate my falafel wrap with the birds chirping and the sun beaming and the dogs frolicking in the snow. Did the 5 mins loyal to self and noticed cardinals and robins and sparrows having a lovely chat in the ravine. Found myself thinking - this must be what peace and good living feels like. How lovely it must be to aim to create this life. Built it intentionally and assemble it piece by piece. Then brought the laptop down and pored over financials in the solarium all afternoon. Chatgptd and for a second got panicked by money woes. Then looked at data instead of irrational fretting and got secretly excited at possibilities. Then R100, tea and evening snack and around 4t mins of piano practice. Learned chords C major, F major and G major. Then off to catch up on our days with boy and dinner and Downton and WILTY reruns. Ah the brits. And at last, the night skincare. All in all a full day, just with half an Afternoon. Is it possible to be this healthy and happy long term? 

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