I’m at the little cabin/cottage now, got here late last night. Cannot TELL you how nice it was to wake up to nothing but sunshine and birds. No hubbub, no making sure somebody makes the school bus (although Jahn is doing a much better job of getting himself up and ready, now that he has an alarm clock and is raw), no wondering if it’s a work day, and if it isn’t, what am I supposed to be doing @ home. Jeebus, it was nice!
I got into a bit of a crying fit last night, just before leaving home. Had a real anxiety attack about Jason being upset with me for leaving — would he want me to come back? Fortunately, he’s just the kind of wonderful man that I can cry in front of and he doesn’t fall apart or take it personally. Also, he doesn’t mind if I have irrational fears and/or express them. He just held me and told me that of course he would still be there and I’d be welcomed back with open arms. It’s amazing how we American women are taught, somehow (because there sure isn’t a class or overt words to this affect) that we are responsible for everyone around us, their happiness, and for running the household; so much so, that we feel guilty taking time for ourselves. But Jason is so wonderful, that he actually THANKED me for taking time for myself, and for doing what I need to do to take care of myself. He is so amazing that some days I almost can’t believe that I get to be with him.
So I went to bed late, after picking up 2 days of food and unpacking my backpack, and read myself to sleep. I’m working on The Never Ending Story. I started it last year in Virginia when we were on vacation, and never finished it. I doubt I’ll finish it on just these 2 days and 3 nights, but we’ll see.
This morning I puttered around the cottage, drank my litre of water, and spent the whole day in bed, except for a 30-minute walk around the neighborhood. As for “work”, I collected photos on-line from free stock photos for upcoming newsletters and e-zines. The afternoon was dedicated to catching up on old email and investigating Karen Knowler’s Raw Teacher Program in much greater detail. I think I may have mentioned it in an earlier post, but just in case I didn’t. my local co-op wants me to start teaching raw food “how to” classes! Well, I want to make sure that I get it done right!!! I’ve taught classes before, on reading Tarot and Oracle cards, on hair & makeup (I used to be a cosmetologist) and on finding your psychic center. So I have a bit of an idea on how to fill and teach a class. But I want to really make this work for a living, so I will eventually be taking the course.
The evening was reading and watching Food Matters again. Got all my notes organized and categorized for my e-books and started making lists of what needs to be done first, second, third, etc. to make the books a reality.
Then it was off to bed. I almost ate nothing today, which I guess makes sense, considering I didn’t move much. Jay brought me by some coconut oil in the early evening/late afternoon as he and Jahn were on their way to see Star Trek. Even though I wore gloves yesterday for all that gardening, my hands still got dried out, and nothing works better for dry hands than fresh coconut oil. In my opinion, it’s a WAY better lip balm and hand cream. Oh! They also brought me a little heart-shaped glass bowl of cherries and strawberries (first of the season!), the dears.
Today’s menu was water for the morning, a banana and a nectarine (also the first of the season) for brunch, chocolate ganache for lunch, and the berries & cherries the boys brought for dinner (plus more ganache).
I stayed up late, LOVED it, and don’t care what time I wake up tomorrow. I’m sure it will be to the Sun coming in the skylight again, with the lovely birds chirping that wakes me. Sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh …. I’m gonna do this again SOON!
