I’m not my best self these days. I want to stay in bed. I did stay in bed for a few moments today. Jeremy is leaving tomorrow for California for his work planning retreat for 8 days and I’m sulking the 48 hours before he leaves. It’s going to be a doozy of a week here in Rockville and I’m upset that I’m going to do what I’m going to do for a week on my own and I’m also upset at myself for being upset because it’s just regular stuff. No one is sick, no one is in crisis. I just have like graduations, dr appointments, interviews, family visiting, airport pickups, etc. etc. It’ll be fine. It’ll be fine. Can I talk myself into saying that it’s going to be super fun? It’s going to be super fun! You can do it Doris!
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I went to my 2nd acupuncture appointment today which included the cupping session which I’m totally skeptical about. I’m actually skeptical about the whole thing, but whatever. I’m just going. I had a different acupuncturist today than last time, so all the cups went in different places. This time I had cupping on my back and because it came out so dark, the practitioner said I had the most toxins there. It’s a little funny explaining my problem to her. She’s like – OK your hamstring hurts, what can’t you do? I told her the my hamstring can do like 99% of all the things hamstrings need to do, I just can’t run 100-400 meters as fast as I can and I can’t run 4-5 miles at a time at an elevated sustained speed which is what I want to do. She kind of looked at me and said, well maybe you should stop doing that. Then I tried to explain to her that sometimes when one runs pretty fast (especially through the woods), you can get a certain feeling like you are an animal. You know how you see a deer run gracefully through the forest and they can do it so quickly and effortlessly? You can feel that way too and it’s fun. Then she asked if running was my job and I said that it was not and that when I said “running fast”, I only meant fast for me since I run slower than your average high school cross country runner. Then she asked if I was training for anything and I said not really. And then she seemed totally confused and left it at that.
I showed Vince my back when he got home from school (he said – woah!) and I asked him to take a photo of my back because I couldn’t see the cupping marks and I was curious to see where the toxins had left my body – he took the photo and then he thought it would be a good idea to make a smiley face on my back. That’s no instagram filter, that is Sharpie on skin.
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Once people know I quilt, I get little piles of scraps of fabric. I got a whole bunch from a person who runs Edda’s aftercare program. She gave me a whole set of matched fabric! I have an idea for it.
