Inventing a new life

 Phew. Made it this far. Just might make it to 2022.  The last 2 weeks have been insanely stressful. Just the usual hype, rush and build up to Christmas. I had thought I was reasonably organised, but it turns out that, no, I'm not. And it has made me really anxious. I have noted that my anxiety has got worse as I have aged. I am pretty sure I never used to give a damn pretty much about anything. Now I find myself micro-managing everything and getting myself in one hell of a state...and then not meeting my own criteria for what I need to be sorted! The last few days in particular have been   nuts, but here I am, Christmas Eve, and I have made it this far, so I think I'm going to be alright...a week ago I was not so sure. Everyone turning up tomorrow. I will be stressed until after Christmas dinner....but as for today, I just have 2 jobs to do once I finish work, and the rest will be cruising with my dude. Thank God this nutty season is almost over for another year.

 And I blinked, and now it's December. Yoga classes are cancelled due to the Covid traffic light system, which means people will be denied entry if they do not carry a vaccine pass. Considering the yoga teacher is an anti vaxxer it is understandable that she is not in a position to stay open. Both teachers have said yoga is not about denying access to anyone and although I don't share their views on being anti vax, I at least applaud them for their integrity. They are, at least, genuine in their beliefs. I will miss their classes, but honestly, at this point in the year, I am tired, and I am glad not to be going out (although the classes were refreshing and beautiful), and with Auckland out on the loose, fresh from lockdown, while community cases still rising, I am quite happy to stay at home. So I have...again...restarted DDPY in my wee yoga space. I don't enjoy it like I do my local yoga, but I do feel like it is making my body work...with the exception of my tennis elbow...