Snickerdoodle*

Like this.

This is short because I’m behind in school, have lot’s of work and I’m tired.

Tonight I was mad because  I encountered a challenging client 5 minutes before I stepped onto my mat,  the 5 lbs I gained on my trip is making my entire practice feel difficult (see: like shit), and I’m mad at myself for letting things (see: $$$) hang over my head still. Why can’t realizing the solution to one’s problems be enough in itself? hmph…

But—yesterday I went on a hike at San Joaquin Miller Park & went rock climbing with Tim, and then took Rasham’s yoga class. I am sore. It was a good day.

Yoga is basically the key to my staying sane. I have actually become one of those crazy workout people. This baffles me. I am tempted to tattoo my body with some kind of reminder of the connection between physical action and happiness.

Would I get twice as much done if I had two faces?

I have all kinds of things I want to do and focus on. Soon I hope to perform at a slam, go do karaoke, and take an improv theater class.  Also: swing dancing & rock climbing. Also aerials and arm balancing. Also this.

This summer I hope to go camping, to my parents’ cabin (also, my heart’s home) and  to Burning Man.

I am trying to find balance.

I am letting myself laugh and be laughed at, a lot more often.

One bit of BIG news (for me anyway, probably not so much for you)— I’ve decided to move to a smaller place this summer and am considering going back to sleeping in a hammock depending on what my new living situation is. Basically, I just want to be paying less money so that I have more money to play (see above list of activities). Also, hammocks are comfy.

I wonder how Clover will adjust....I like her sleepin' with me.

*there is no logical reason for this post to be called snickerdoodle. But isn’t it a great word?