Wednesday, Oct. 16, 2024 @ 2:35 pm
October Update
I don't know how to write anymore. Writing no longer comes to mind when I need a coping strategy.
Everything is fine. Or is it?
Work is a wild ride. My project has become high profile, and I'm essentially the senior project manager.
I'm flying to Saskatoon tomorrow to attend Russell's grandmother's funeral on Friday.
I will do a night ride in the rain with Shawn tonight.
We adopted two kittens, and I love when they come to me insisting on velvety cuddles.
I've just finished replacing all of the door knobs and hinges in the house, the last piece of 80's brass moved into a giveaway box in the garage last night.
I grew sunflowers and calendula, which I cut into a happy yellow bouquet for the Thanksgiving dinner that I hosted.
My body has become visibly muscled from all of the climbing and riding, and I get comments from strangers asking what I do to work out.
Monday morning was raining, and I drew a bubble bath in the jacuzzi tub and invited Russell in with me. We sat together in the tub, raindrops falling on the skylight, the rumble of the motor moving water around us, both of us reading our books, turning damp pages, sipping from coffee mugs perched on the edge of the tub.
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