I have the best luck finding second hand art supplies.

I stopped by one of those booth type markets today. I expected it to be vintage and antiques, but it was crafts and imports.

In one of the craftier booths I found these bags of beads for $6 apiece. Great buy, and I look forward to sorting them.

Sorting beads is one of my favorite nervous system regulation activities. I'll turn on music or a podcast and turn off my brain.

My beads are unpacked, and I could definitely use some nervous system rest, so this might be one of the things I get up to this weekend.

I was really struggling earlier in the day. Tired. Brain fog. My nervous system was ‼️‼️‼️

I treated myself to some second hand shopping, as mentioned above. Spent some time in my new studio organizing.

When it cooled off outside I did some weeding in my front flower bed. Had a nice chat with the neighbor and met her daughter. Really lovely.

Did some grocery shopping and now I actually have some food in the house. I ate nutritious things this evening.

I feel much better.

I'm living alone for the first time in 17 years. It's a big adjustment. I'm learning a lot from this experience.

I was delighted to discover this morning that there is a church near my house that does the Westminster Chime. It's the first time I've heard it, so maybe they only do it on the weekends?

It's one of my favorite sounds in the whole world because it reminds me of the grandfather clock in my grandparents house.

I fell off the wagon with my yoga over the last few months. I can't really explain it. I just.... couldn't. I maintained my 15 minutes of gentle morning stretching until right before the move, and then I fell off the wagon with that too.

Yoga is important to me. I knew I would eventually come back to it. Today I did my first 30 minute set and I thought I would be a lot rustier than I was. I was pleased to see I haven't lost too much.

I'm going to start keeping my eye out for a really colorful rug to go under the table. Something bright and citrusy, probably.

I did my first plow pose in months this morning and got my toes all the way to the floor. I can't believe I haven't lost that flexibility.

This is plow pose. (This is not me in the picture.)

I'm coming up on my summer cabin retreat in a couple weeks, and it can't get here too soon. I'm exhausted.

I had big plans to get a bunch of stuff done around the house yesterday. I'm only about 50% unpacked at this point, and I still have deep cleaning I want to do. I got up early and finished weeding my front flower beds and did my yoga and then I just.... crashed. My body said "nope".

So I spent the rest of yesterday getting caught up on Doctor Who (because Rose is coming back! Sort of!)

I took a hot bath. I used ice packs on my sore parts. I tried to take a nap. I rested.

My house is full of wonderful natural light, and I figured out yesterday that I'm going to need to pick a space that I can turn into a dark space when I'm overstimulated, because what I really needed was a cave. I'll probably do that with the guest room.