good tired
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chelidonFriday night, I got a lovely wee bit of hang-out time with ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
yezida, after which she slept in my bed, which is both rather less exciting than it sounds, and very much as exciting as it sounds, because while she took the bed across from my office where I've been sleeping for the last couple of weeks (and where we've been putting houseguests who would like a quiet room with a door while my in-laws are staying with us), I then got to go sleep with my ravishing partner in our room for the very first time in about three weeks. Between alternating day/night shifts sitting with our son at the hospital during the week he was there, followed by her RAI treatment directly afterwards, and being too radioactive to be close to during the two weeks following, this was indeed a milestone, and a very, very (insert several more "verys") welcome one. There is something so special and precious, and primal, about sleeping and dreaming next to one you love, and it really sucks when ya wanna but can't.
It was a very good, and very interesting weekend, and while I find myself more tired than I was going into it, it's generally a good tired, a bit sore but stretched. All of our houseguests over the weekend were considerate and thoughtful, and there were a number of dear people I was very grateful for the chance to see again, one of whom graciously offered to come back for a visit in September and help us with some landscaping (her business). Having a class on the land always kicks me into high gear with necessary house projects, too, gives me a concrete deadline to work with, which helps with focus and prioritizing,
I spent a good bit of Saturday with family, and on Sunday had much work to catch up on, but...what I really needed/wanted to do was go out hiking in the woods. I've fallen into a pattern where, for the most part, I work, and when I'm not working, I'm working on the house and land, except when, especially lately, I'm taking care of other people. And I have needed a certain amount of heads-down time during the previous "medical month," but it's been work all the same, and there hasn't been nearly enough rest, enough downtime. A perpetual problem, but especially acute lately. I've been going flat-out non-stop for weeks now, and not giving my body what it needs, in terms of either rest or exercise.
I rarely take self-portraits, I'm usually behind the camera (and have a practiced skill of avoiding pics when I'm not;>), but I took a few self-pics on Sunday (two of 'em are here and here), and yeah, as you can probably see, I'm definitely more than a little weary, and kinda wary, from the events of the last couple of months. So Sunday, I wanted to go hike, and was waffling a bit, and a thank you toyezida for the gentle prod to take some actual rest time, to feed myself by being present in the green.
So Sunday, for about four hours in the middle of the day, I went out and took a seriously kick-ass power hike, about 8-10 miles -- starting on our land, going down to the stream, then cross-country through the woods to Dunbar Hill "Road" (just a trail now), over to Walker Road, down to the old Croydon Turnpike, up and over the ridgeline to the north and down the other side, up to Four Corners (an old major intersection up through the late 1800s, now just woods and trails and well-hidden old stone basements/foundations), and then I found a new loop that goes around Chase Pond and Lily Pond and took me back to Croydon Turnpike again, then back through the woods following Sawyer Brook until I got back to our land, and a dunk in the swimming spot on the stream that just about gave me multiples...ahhhhhhhmmmmmm! *shiver* :> And then back at the house. seeing everyone off, cleaning up, etc, I didn't get back to work until after dinner, and had to make up for my relative sloth by working into the wee hours, but it was more than worth it...it was essential.
You can follow the progress of my hike, if you like, starting here, down towards the bottom of the page with the picture titled "shroom," just after the pic of the three baby turkeys who walked by my window a few days ago. I didn't get pictures of the white-tail deer I flushed out of the woods, or the hummingbirds, or the 2 guys on dirt bikes I ran across and outpaced ;>, or the perfect blue sky, but I got some decent pics of greenery, streams and trail bridges, and more than a few interesting fungi. My legs are kinda sore this morning, but it is definitely a good sore, and it gives me more energy to face the work and personal issues on my plate this coming week.
Yes,yezida, I will take a day of rest, or at least a half-day, every week, as a part of my personal practice. I've been in heavy-duty crisis mode for a while, and I've needed to be, but it's too easy to get stuck there, and I don't want to be living that way any longer than necessary. Time to rest.
yezida, after which she slept in my bed, which is both rather less exciting than it sounds, and very much as exciting as it sounds, because while she took the bed across from my office where I've been sleeping for the last couple of weeks (and where we've been putting houseguests who would like a quiet room with a door while my in-laws are staying with us), I then got to go sleep with my ravishing partner in our room for the very first time in about three weeks. Between alternating day/night shifts sitting with our son at the hospital during the week he was there, followed by her RAI treatment directly afterwards, and being too radioactive to be close to during the two weeks following, this was indeed a milestone, and a very, very (insert several more "verys") welcome one. There is something so special and precious, and primal, about sleeping and dreaming next to one you love, and it really sucks when ya wanna but can't. It was a very good, and very interesting weekend, and while I find myself more tired than I was going into it, it's generally a good tired, a bit sore but stretched. All of our houseguests over the weekend were considerate and thoughtful, and there were a number of dear people I was very grateful for the chance to see again, one of whom graciously offered to come back for a visit in September and help us with some landscaping (her business). Having a class on the land always kicks me into high gear with necessary house projects, too, gives me a concrete deadline to work with, which helps with focus and prioritizing,
I spent a good bit of Saturday with family, and on Sunday had much work to catch up on, but...what I really needed/wanted to do was go out hiking in the woods. I've fallen into a pattern where, for the most part, I work, and when I'm not working, I'm working on the house and land, except when, especially lately, I'm taking care of other people. And I have needed a certain amount of heads-down time during the previous "medical month," but it's been work all the same, and there hasn't been nearly enough rest, enough downtime. A perpetual problem, but especially acute lately. I've been going flat-out non-stop for weeks now, and not giving my body what it needs, in terms of either rest or exercise.
I rarely take self-portraits, I'm usually behind the camera (and have a practiced skill of avoiding pics when I'm not;>), but I took a few self-pics on Sunday (two of 'em are here and here), and yeah, as you can probably see, I'm definitely more than a little weary, and kinda wary, from the events of the last couple of months. So Sunday, I wanted to go hike, and was waffling a bit, and a thank you to
yezida for the gentle prod to take some actual rest time, to feed myself by being present in the green.So Sunday, for about four hours in the middle of the day, I went out and took a seriously kick-ass power hike, about 8-10 miles -- starting on our land, going down to the stream, then cross-country through the woods to Dunbar Hill "Road" (just a trail now), over to Walker Road, down to the old Croydon Turnpike, up and over the ridgeline to the north and down the other side, up to Four Corners (an old major intersection up through the late 1800s, now just woods and trails and well-hidden old stone basements/foundations), and then I found a new loop that goes around Chase Pond and Lily Pond and took me back to Croydon Turnpike again, then back through the woods following Sawyer Brook until I got back to our land, and a dunk in the swimming spot on the stream that just about gave me multiples...ahhhhhhhmmmmmm! *shiver* :> And then back at the house. seeing everyone off, cleaning up, etc, I didn't get back to work until after dinner, and had to make up for my relative sloth by working into the wee hours, but it was more than worth it...it was essential.
You can follow the progress of my hike, if you like, starting here, down towards the bottom of the page with the picture titled "shroom," just after the pic of the three baby turkeys who walked by my window a few days ago. I didn't get pictures of the white-tail deer I flushed out of the woods, or the hummingbirds, or the 2 guys on dirt bikes I ran across and outpaced ;>, or the perfect blue sky, but I got some decent pics of greenery, streams and trail bridges, and more than a few interesting fungi. My legs are kinda sore this morning, but it is definitely a good sore, and it gives me more energy to face the work and personal issues on my plate this coming week.
Yes,
yezida, I will take a day of rest, or at least a half-day, every week, as a part of my personal practice. I've been in heavy-duty crisis mode for a while, and I've needed to be, but it's too easy to get stuck there, and I don't want to be living that way any longer than necessary. Time to rest.
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Date: 2006-07-10 07:45 pm (UTC)(joins the voices telling you to get enough rest. Hypocritically.)
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Date: 2006-07-10 08:53 pm (UTC)It does look a lot like R. murrillii, or some such, but I'd have to go back and take a closer look. I am honestly a total piker with mycology, but my learned pal Larry Savides came through for a visit a while back, and we apparently (er, the land, not me personally) are a bonanza of intriguing specimens. And I got my innoculated wood plugs in the mail for G. ludicum (Reishi), P. ostreatus (Pearl Oyster), H. erinaceus (Lion's Mane), and L. edodes (Shiitake), which I plan to insert into various handy stumps as soon as I can get outside with a cordless drill!