Carry On in Everyday Ramblings

We are at high fire risk right now. Heat lightning and dry hot air. Yesterday it was almost 100 F (37C) and like a blast furnace midday. It could be worse, there could be wind. We’ve had that recently too with many big branches down around the neighborhood.

I continue to procrastinate about finding a studio to teach in next. I am not sure what that is about. I think I am plain enjoying the break and regrouping and getting my groove back.

I can continue to rent the previous studio and teach my private student. It is a little more expensive but much less of a hassle in many ways. If she can’t make it I don’t have to go just on the off chance someone else shows up. Right now I am happy with working with her and my Caregivers but I know I’ll want more of a challenge soon.

Not that I am not challenging myself individually. I am trying new workouts and hopefully will talk myself into taking a couple of studio classes where I can be a student and not the teacher. :)

Tomorrow though I have the second part of my oh so expensive dental surgery. I’ll be happy when that is over. It was on this day last year that I had my first appointment with the professor that is now my dermatologist and the determination was made to have them go in for the melanoma the third time.

At the time I was so discouraged but now I am ever so glad I went through it. I still get sensation in the area, particularly when the weather changes but the scarring is pretty minimal considering what they took out.

As well as sun block I either wear a hat with a big brim or lately matching colored bandanas around my neck when I am out for any length of time. I picked up some new ones this weekend a REI. I haven’t been obsessive about sun protection but I am careful. I am eight to nine times more likely to have a reoccurrence now and I would really prefer not to go through that again!

Fingers crossed for no local fires and a smooth dental experience tomorrow. After that, what is left is pretty easy.

It is so sad abound Robin Williams. He was almost the same age as Saint Joe’s father and the news is particularly disconcerting for him.

Lights do go out in spite of our preferences but we carry on…