Today I did one of those little Facebook things where you make a "note" - I don't often do those types of things on Facebook but I thought it would be fun for them. When asked what they are proud of me for, they both said (and, yes, they were asked separately without the oversight of the other) that I was a hard worker.

I stopped and thought about this a few times unsure of how to interpret this. There are many rat holes available to the average over-analyzer here. I have still not decided.

I tweaked my knee yesterday on the rollerblading trip we took... now I can't even walk down the stairs normally.

I feel like all the changes in my life I've made at the expense of yoga. I'm irritated by it. This is wholly a world of my making, I agree. I am still skipping rocks trying to find the footing.