My abode, my body, my life, my home, my shelter, my safe space, my ground, my house
I moved furniture around in my living room. took out the bookshelves, moved the clunky entertainment center into the corner, set up the green chairs to that the wooden airloom chair is framed and highlighted.
Now most of my cds and cassettes are packed helter skelter in boxes. I made no attempt to put them in any order which means i will have to go through them carefully when they are returned.
Also culled out books upstairs. these too went into boxes and need to be disposed of (unlike the cds and cassettes)
The piano remains in the same spot.
Bought a cream colored rug for the living room and a blue and beige rug for the dining room. Am looking forward to getting the cream rug next week. It will dramatically change the room.
Able to swim at least 5 laps these days though still very conscious of protecting my back. I don't feel free to move in daily life. Cautious and always nervous that a small movement will trigger a relapse of pain. Not as fluid or as full bodied dancing either.
life is more than half full, but there is some emptiness.
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