In search of Zen

This weekend has flown by, partly because I worked one of the days and partly cause of Daylight Savings. Waking up early both days was not the most fun and definitely not something my younger self would’ve been ok with. Life, however, is constantly in motion and things will never be like they were when you were younger. My body isn’t up to it, for example. My brain keeps thinking it should hurry up and heal this sprained ankle, but my legs are resisting the summons.

I did get quite a bit done tho, between dinner with an old friend to cleaning the kitchen, a few loads of laundry and moving the aloe plant monstrosity back outside (hurray for temps finally being above freezing!), I felt accomplished! Lots of walking Lou around, exercise and movement rings back up where they used to be a couple of months ago, which was a huge win in my book. And, I may have actually hit my sleep goal last night!

Dinner with my friend gave me a different perspective this weekend. She is actively looking for a relationship. Using the apps to find a partner. She’s being smart, and we joked about some of the responses, but it made me think about whether or not that is something I would want to dip my toes into. The answer is a resounding, yeah no. At the moment Lou is the only big commitment or concern I want to have. I’m not sure I have the bandwidth to worry about a whole other human beings feelings, wants and needs. I kind of wonder if I’ve ever been wired for relationships at all.