Despite being December 30, this is not a New Year’s Resolution post.
I decided this fall that I needed a theatre break. Even though I was doing the most delightful show, all I wanted to do cook and clean and exercise and snuggle the corgimutts.
….and if you had told any version of Ann pre-2012 these things, she’d’ve laughed in your face.
But it’s been wonderful. I’ve started a workout program from a fellow Skimm’bassador that happens a few mornings a week with a quick yoga warmup before. The other days are either for rest or longer yoga-ing or running. I finally got into Welcome to Night Vale while driving rescue dog transports, and Cecil’s dulcet tones make the treadmill suck less! [But still, running outside weather, come back any time.]
There has been bit of a relapse what with an already-committed-to Christmas cantata for a friend’s church and the annual Phoenix Theatre Co. A Christmas Carol dinner show shenanigans, and this week has been alllllllll the rich food and unfolded laundry. My goodness, the laundry. There’s only two of us, I don’t understand why there are so many half-full laundry baskets around….
Anyway, this slide back into busyness has only made me appreciate taking a break more. I’m so ready, to, yes, get back into a routine next week — but given that it started in November, it’s not a resolution (;
Recent healthy-yet-not-boring-and-carnivorous-husband-approved recipes – all credit to their authors!: