Sorry, apparently I set yesterday’s post to get published today? And yeah, things are a bit wonky at the moment.
Husband is still in emotional crisis. It’s also a chance to maybe get closer together but it feels very draining and chaotic at the moment. I am trying to fit my routines around deep, emotional conversations and what feels like total chaos.
My tolerance for high emotions and disturbed routines is very, very low. I really hate it. I mean, I’m the kind of person who hates it when a student cancels even if that means no lost money and an extra bit of free time. Because my schedule changed suddenly and I really don’t like that.
Let’s see. Yesterday started out great, I then moved my yoga to the annex so that my husband could start the wood stove (it’s still really cold here, brr). I don’t like using my studio for yoga because the students aren’t taking their shoes off anymore and so the floor is always dirty. But the nice thing is that the floor is heated. And while lying on my yoga mat I could see the blue sky above me. First time it was blue in weeks.
Husband and I had breakfast and talked some more which resulted in more emotions. After that (and during) I got ready to do my supermarket run. Since it was so cold I didn’t want to ride my bike and tried walking there and back for the first time in ages.
Which turned out to be too much for my poor feet. It was nice, though, threading through all the students on their way home is much easier on foot than with the bike. I unpacked the groceries, there was a pretty late lunch and more emotional conversation:
Yes, I know, there is no cheese on goulash but it tastes good.
Then I proceeded to eat all the sweet things in order to feel better. It only worked a little.
My last student had canceled, so I only taught four students with a break in the middle that I used to scroll through Twitter or something.
After teaching the boy and I did strength training. Wow, that was hard! Not doing it for two (three?) weeks really made a difference. But then I was under the weather so I’ll just have to start again. The boy and I ate dinner together which was rather nice.
After that I was at the point where I start calculating which evening routine to skip in order to make it to bed at a reasonable time when my husband came with more emotions. I suggested a walk in order to feel better and he went, „Really? You’d do that for me?“ all puppy-eyed. It was a misunderstanding because what I meant was that he should go for a walk to calm down.
But, I mean, I couldn’t say no, so we went on a walk. And I have to say, having difficult conversations is much easier when walking than sitting down.
When we came back home my husband did the dishes, I sat down and watched an episode of C-drama and went to bed straight away.
And today is Friday which means I try to do all the things again.
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