Christmas week recap
Dec. 26th, 2021 11:52 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
flexagonQuite a week, and yet still just a week.
We were social. First we hung out with Quarte (long-time readers may remember him from ~2017) and he baked us bread and talked about juggling with the bug, and then we hostedapfelsingail for a couple of days -- it was fun even though we were both dealing with Adult Shit at the same time. Including delivery of a new fridge, for me, by the way; the freezer's on top, which I wanted but am not used to, and now I keep looking stupidly in the fridge for ice cubes and then forgetting what I was doing.
A walkover workshop at LCS! It was taught by a fellow dinosaur, my age, who's been around the circus/gymnastics scene for longer than I have, and I did well and it was great to see her.
Rock climbing with a new-ish friend at a nearly deserted climbing gym. Like me, this newish friend has had about three major fitness-goal obsessions in life and has done two of them but still works on the press handstand. I climbed a 5.10+ but, as usual, did no better than "valiant attempt" on any 5.11. If I were to instate a rock-climbing goal, which I in no way intend to, it'd be to climb such a creature.
Then Christmas. I finished How To Do Nothing the day before, and reviewed it on Christmas Day along with opening presents and cooking and taking care of various cats. Gifts aren't really my love language, but I do like them, and must say everyone did amazingly for me this year -- my MIL gave me an amazing weighted heating pad without even knowing that my old heating pad was scary and disgusting, the bug got me earrings I like, I got various books from my wishlist and others that I didn't even know existed, and even the gift thatheisenbug thought would be lame (a mask that other circus people really like training in) was excellent. Helios's present is a book read out loud to me, at the rate of one very short chapter per day with .wav files being added to Google Drive, and it's going to take us all the way to spring. Note this relevant comic about squirrels and extravagant gifts... haha. Anyway, I then read FOUR other books cover to cover, which is not too difficult to do when three of them are Catwings and one is Pet.
Today I feel some optimism in life has returned. I've signed us up for compost services, which I should have done ages ago, and donated my annual amount to Wikipedia. Also shopped the Athleta semi-annual sale with great restraint. I scooped litter for all three boxes in the house (everyone else is travelling) and soon will do some stretching and head out to see Helios. Omicron rates are ferocious and part of me wonders if we should be podding up tight like last year, but we're freshly boosted and we continue with "sparse network, lots of testing".
We were social. First we hung out with Quarte (long-time readers may remember him from ~2017) and he baked us bread and talked about juggling with the bug, and then we hosted
apfelsingail for a couple of days -- it was fun even though we were both dealing with Adult Shit at the same time. Including delivery of a new fridge, for me, by the way; the freezer's on top, which I wanted but am not used to, and now I keep looking stupidly in the fridge for ice cubes and then forgetting what I was doing.A walkover workshop at LCS! It was taught by a fellow dinosaur, my age, who's been around the circus/gymnastics scene for longer than I have, and I did well and it was great to see her.
Rock climbing with a new-ish friend at a nearly deserted climbing gym. Like me, this newish friend has had about three major fitness-goal obsessions in life and has done two of them but still works on the press handstand. I climbed a 5.10+ but, as usual, did no better than "valiant attempt" on any 5.11. If I were to instate a rock-climbing goal, which I in no way intend to, it'd be to climb such a creature.
Then Christmas. I finished How To Do Nothing the day before, and reviewed it on Christmas Day along with opening presents and cooking and taking care of various cats. Gifts aren't really my love language, but I do like them, and must say everyone did amazingly for me this year -- my MIL gave me an amazing weighted heating pad without even knowing that my old heating pad was scary and disgusting, the bug got me earrings I like, I got various books from my wishlist and others that I didn't even know existed, and even the gift that
heisenbug thought would be lame (a mask that other circus people really like training in) was excellent. Helios's present is a book read out loud to me, at the rate of one very short chapter per day with .wav files being added to Google Drive, and it's going to take us all the way to spring. Note this relevant comic about squirrels and extravagant gifts... haha. Anyway, I then read FOUR other books cover to cover, which is not too difficult to do when three of them are Catwings and one is Pet.Today I feel some optimism in life has returned. I've signed us up for compost services, which I should have done ages ago, and donated my annual amount to Wikipedia. Also shopped the Athleta semi-annual sale with great restraint. I scooped litter for all three boxes in the house (everyone else is travelling) and soon will do some stretching and head out to see Helios. Omicron rates are ferocious and part of me wonders if we should be podding up tight like last year, but we're freshly boosted and we continue with "sparse network, lots of testing".
