No matter what is on the floor–yoga mat, fabric, people–Maggie is right there on top of it.

Thanks, muddy dog paws! Right now I am mostly focused on treadmill training myself to run (by alternating fast walking and slow jogging), but I like to mix in a little Pilates for strength training, or just a little yoga if I’m feeling lazy. Those 10 minute workout videos on Netflix are excellent for fast, A.D.D.-friendly workouts. Who doesn’t have 10 minutes to do the “mermaid”? Herm?

The Boy opening up the Randonee ski boots we successfully bid on/won from ebay. Turns out they are factory “seconds”, but they still worked well enough for him to take them out Monday.

Two more days of work left! Apparently I underestimated the challenge of working eight hour days again, mwa ha. I’ll remember next time.

These skis feature the same type of Pacific Northwest artwork on his tattoos (which were the first thing that attracted me to him back in 1876).

I wore scrubs to work again because Wednesday is the crazy day for me–12 patients in all. I was antsy about it this morning, but now I have a feeling of accomplishment! No tears! Not even .25 mg of Xanax (today).

Two more days and we’ll have a little more money in the bank and I can resume my usual lifestyle of dogs + pettipants sewing…until the next job floats my way. There’s nothing wrong with work! In er, moderation. Moderation: a celebration. Alright that’s it I’m starving. So long, blog.