I gave Mr. Yes a birthday card last night with a hangman puzzle, so it would be more fun to tell him he’s getting an iPod. I nearly killed him, on paper, but he was very happy.

Mr. Yes telling me that If, You is his favorite poem of mine. What a romantic he is. It’s about him, so good pick on his part!

Going to the gym. It makes me happy that I’m going even when it doesn’t make me happy to see how weak I’ve become.

Time with my sister on Monday night.

Articulating what’s bothering me about my living situation.

Six consecutive months of poeming. Today is day 184!

I’ve started drawing a picture of a woman on my coffee cup every day. It’s quite relaxing. Yesterday, the woman was sitting in meditation, with a meditating heron on one side and a meditating dog on the other. Today it’s a windswept woman on top of a mountain. One day it was a woman teaching her pet snail to stay.

Cleaning up the calendar at work.

Snuggling in bed for an hour after my alarm buzzes. If I need to, I get up and wash my hair. If not, it’s a good time to check in and see what’s going on with me.

EMDR. It’s tough work, but I think it’s worth it.

Sweater and soup weather

Savory tofu from Trader Joe’s, fish fingers, French lentils and all other foods that satiate my protein cravings