Tiny Little Tidbits
Bite-sized nuggets of randomness that don't need their own post
I know I’m late to this realization, but the fact that I can schedule texts now is a game-changer and something I had always wished Apple would do. So often when I walk before sunrise I think of something I want to text someone but don’t want to so early. Or happy birthdays! Or reminders! The possibilities are endless.
We had a great time at the Grand Canyon- we hiked almost 15 miles the day we were there (and several more in Flagstaff the next day). I would definitely like to go back one day to go all the way to the bottom. Downtown Flagstaff was also a surprise- so many neat shops, but not super touristy (unlike Sedona, where I was last summer… loved it, but definitely an obvious clientele in mind).
It just occurred to me that for a non-desert person I have spent the last three spring breaks in the desert- this year at GCNP/Flagstaff, last year in Sedona, and the year before Zion/Bryce Canyon. I blame global warming for shifting the snowy season in Yosemite later in the year (where we usually go). Thankfully I have quick weekend planned in a few months up there, since I am feeling very deprived of one of my favorite places.
I’ve been going to sewing classes for a month now and I love it so much (this actually warrant a full post, since I just finished my first project!). I am so glad I decided to make it work. Logistically, on a Wednesday night, it’s a little tough, but it’s been such a joy and challenge.
I found a new-to-me yoga studio with great rates and an even better schedule, so I’ve been trying to squeeze in a class or so a week. This one is much less intense in terms of sort of ideology than the one I used to go to (fewer corrections, less new-age commentary, more props/modifications offered, and only 70 minute classes, compared to 90), which I think is a good thing for me right now.
I signed up for the Half Dome Lottery for July- By. My. Self. I know, it seems crazy (just ask my mom, she’ll tell you all about how crazy she thinks it is), but I’ve done it twice and am very familiar with the trail (and Yosemite Valley). It just seems really… cathartic. This summer marks two years since Something Very Hard happened and it seems like doing this on my own is the perfect bookend to a very transitionary period of my life.
I know people think I over-exaggerate my dog’s desire to eat inappropriate things (rocks, beauty blenders, banana peels, paper, k-cups, etc…), but I literally just had to escort her out of the room because she was trying to lick the hot wax in a candle. That was still lit. I rest my case.
I usually get really terrible heartburn the last month of school- it started a few years ago and, like clockwork, at the end of April or beginning of May it ramps up and stays until school has been out for a few days and I can shift gears. This year it decided to arrive to the party a month early. It’s somewhat comforting that I know it’s temporary (even if no medication, whether OTC or prescription, helps), but I also don’t quite understand what the deal is, especially as a veteran teacher who doesn’t have to worry about being laid off or trying to figure out how to pass seniors. Maybe it’s the impending change of daily routine
? The change in morale to our campus/education/the country/the world? I just don’t know.