…an in person (outdoor and distanced) workout class completely turned my mood around.
After a missed text I was running late to my workout class. My super cool roommate walked Marty for me so I could run to the class. It was really nice and I really appreciated it. When I got to my class my super awesome friends gifted me with a yoga mat! I didn’t have one (used to use the gym ones) and the basketball court was rough on the knees. It was just so nice and so thoughtful. They didn’t have to do that but they did and proved that the small actions sometimes mean the most. Those things along with my workout really put me in the best mood. I am so lucky to be surrounded by such awesome people. If you are reading this, know that you made my day and I appreciate you so much.
…but it’s not really about my couch is it?
My couch and I are going to have some quality time together. I don’t have a dining room table or a desk so it’s my work center, my entertainment lounge, and my main living space for the foreseeable future. I love my couch – it’s beautiful, it came with pillows, and it’s comfortable. But that is a small piece of why I love my couch. The bigger reason is that it was a gift from my brother when I really needed it. It holds love and support and belief in my life out here in California. I know that is a lot for a couch to represent but it’s true. I fit on this couch and it’s way to fit into my family when we aren’t together. It’s a place to fit when I displaced from other places I fit but don’t at the moment. When I feel unwelcome other places it’s here to give me comfort in more ways then one. So thanks for being all that in piece of furniture.
Where is your safe place that you fit?