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A Day In Pictures

I went to watch The Daughter's gymnastics a couple days ago. She recently got moved up to the pre-team training classes. I think I've mentioned how amazed I am that they do push-ups, sit-ups, pull ups... all things that take determination and concentration. This is her....

My Pride And Joy

isn't that cool!

Today my legs feel like twigs about to fall off. Quad burn from hell... who has to miss Laghu Vajrasana! ;) I think I've decided it'll be running that I do. I know I will regret the tightness in my hips and hamstrings someday but, oh well, today is today and here is here. The Husband says that I ran further than a mile yesterday. That's surprising since I haven't run in so long. My hip flexors are really funky too... should be a fun ride to take this one.

Last night I had this moment of truth about how I feel in a situation with The Husband. I know he would/will be mortified to know that I've told the blogosphere that I feel we have issues (as an understatement)... he's a deeply personal person and it probably isn't fair of me... The nice thing about last night is that, because I've clearly announced there is a serious issue and I've enlisted the help of The Professional, The Husband is more able to just hear what I'm saying. I didn't say anything last night because, quite frankly, would it surprise you all to know we were intimate and I didn't want to pass that up... so this morning I tentatively broached the subject. It was really satisfying to say what I observed and the feelings it brought up in me and have The Husband actually hear me. It gave me the opportunity to see that I've been focusing solely on all the things that will change when I leave instead of focusing on if I leave and how not to leave. I still feel exactly the same way and I still plan on making myself heard loud and clear and letting a professional help evaluate this situation... but I can also see staying... and yesterday I couldn't have said that.

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This morning The Husband took the kids to his dad's house. Every other week, on Sunday, he takes the kids to his dad's and they all hang out. It is one of the most wonderous things he does. With 4 brothers and sisters, none of them have done that with their children and I know it means the world, not only to my Father In Law, but also to The Husband. Usually I stay home and work which is what I did today. I've spent the past 9 days in living hell as a developer. I had to setup a virtual development environment and I know next to nothing about networking. I'm a developer afterall... On top of that I had to get something in beta code to actually work... I only knew of one maybe four or five other people who had gotten it working and not in the configuration I had to deal with. I've literally been brought to tears a couple times with frustration and almost threw in the towel... but this afternoon I made it work. I very quickly backed up everything!!

More on The Career after tomorrow. It's going to be an interesting day all around given everything I have going on.

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After the family got home we played outside for awhile... The Husband and I sat next to each other reading... the kids played in the trees like kids should!! We had a lovely dinner and we've been exceedingly loving towards each other. Calm before the storm or ephipany that change is coming?

Coolest Photo Ever -- find the smile and the sunshine...
Coolest Photo Ever -- find the smile and the sunshine...

What Boys Do
What Boys Do

Sunday Afternoon Reading
Sunday Afternoon Reading

Sunset In Carmel Valley
Sunset In Carmel Valley


Sidenote: If you haven't read the above version of the Ramayana... it's great. I am really truly enjoying it. Hanuman just grew into his full form and is about to go rescue Sita and delivery poor Rama from his heartache... It's very engaging in an easy to read manner.

Comments

Yeah! (on all fronts)

WOW - what a GREAT photographer you are!!!!! If you decide to change careers..... :)

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