Wake Up

We are a little over a week into resolutions and promises and so far so good.  Not surprisingly, mostly health oriented both physical and mental.  I'm going to be, gulp, thirty five this year and I really wanted to accomplish a few things that I seem to repeat over and over that I would like to do but never have so....Steve, the kids and I are training for a 10 k run in April.  We are on week two of the program and we are all, much to our astonishment, enjoying it.

In a couple hours I am heading off to my first guitar lesson. 

Last night I went and played in a recreational drop in volley ball league, I haven't played for seventeen years.  It was SO much fun.  I'm sure I looked like a complete idiot diving around out there with this ridiculously huge smile on my face for the whole hour and a half.  I had to arnica most of my body today but whatever.  The most amazing part was when I got home I went in to read to the kids feeling fantastic, fooling around with them and I could see surprise and a sort of internal relaxing happening inside the kids which made me realize how uptight I have been for the last while.  I know I have been, that feeling of having your insides twisted and tied in knots so tight and tense that I walk around constantly irritated.  I hate that.  I hate that my family bears the brunt of that.  They are so wonderful and patient and tolerant.  I adore them.