Wet, Blustery Monday

So this week is the last week of winter and boy is she trying to go out with a bang. So Cal woke up to rainfall this morning and so I could hardly be blamed if I just kept under my covers snug as a bug on a rug and slept in. But nope, it is Monday and a Monday of Tech Council Meeting week at that, which meant I have to do a lot of prep work for the next couple of days. Not to mention I have to do Covid Vaccine Reporting today as well, which already keeps me occupied for at least an hour.  And so with this on my mind, I hustled myself out of bed, did a quick mental scan. I am trying to keep to Joe Dispenza's advice to do all your mental and internal work early and first thing before you get on your ride for the day, which is all your regular work whatever that is. I actually found myself focusing on rain droplets on a leaf, that's how I focused and centered this morning. But then I went on and got started with Monday exercise routine. Mondays of course is my heavy steps day and although I could easily be given a pass for Rainy Day Monday, I decided I'd keep on with the routine. And so the pic I posted reflected me doing aerobics inside to my running playlist on Youtube, rather than taking in a usually sunny morning. Yep, I was still in my underwear too. And before 9 AM, before I even had breakfast, before I even took my shower I already had 4000 steps in. And I already felt pretty good about the morning. And with that I started the work routine, flipping between presentation slides I need to be making and the 10:30 Business Continuity meeting. For the first time in a year, we actually can talk about the possibility of some people going back to the office, though that by itself won't be a reality until the summer I think for when LA itself is going to start recovering. It's been an entire year that we as this particular meeting group is convened, that we've been doing this Monday thing and really you can't say that it hasn't worked. Most importantly is that our Executive Leadership thinks it's working and that's the opinion that counts. By the end of the meeting the rain had stopped and I at least ventured outside. It is still wet but then again, it's always the best right after it rains and the sun comes out and it's still kind of wet out. I ventured out to do steps of course and by the time I was having lunch I was already at 8500 steps and more than 70 active miles. At this point, I think I'm going to make the minimum goal of 14000 pretty easily. I probably could have taken a nap but then again I had to focus on getting my Covid reports out. By the time I got done it was already 2 PM. And so I went on to the prep-food-for the-week-routine. That would be the week's bacon supply LOL, that would be rice for the next couple of days, and that would be Johnnie's penne pasta starting tonight. And of course later on I would also make my stash of lamb stew. If it's still going to be cooler out all week, then soup and stew will still be the fare for this week. And so with all that going on, 5 PM came quickly. And the best part of that was that it was still very much light out. The best part of Daylight Saving actually. I was at Lisa's house by 5:30 and though there wasn't much of a mess, certainly not as much as she usually let Johnnie do, it wasn't a good sign that Lisa was upstairs in bed. Remember I hadn't talked to her since Saturday night. I let her deal with whatever she was dealing with, short of telling her she was creating her own illness experience. Tonight, she was really no different than she was for the last week and I really don't know how to help her any further other than to let her rest and get Johnnie and the dog out of her hair. She raised a fuss when she remembered the mess they left in the kitchen, what with Johnnie trying to create a worm farm. Why she would let him do that unsupervised is beyond me. And apparently her mom had come earlier and didn't help at all, which further triggered an angry reaction. So much so she lost in when she saw Johnnie's mud tracks all over the carpet on the stairs.  She yelled, she screamed, no different reactions than when I used to live here. The difference was that she couldn't blame it on me. And I certainly wasn't going to let her project all that shit on me either. I sat there and waited for she and JOhnnie to clean up whatever they needed to clean up and then off we went to more peaceful venues: my apartment.  My lamb stew was waiting for me, Johnnie's chicken broth penne was waiting for him, and even the dog seemed happy to be in the apartment again. All is good. Just another Monday LOL LOL.