Some movement... walk, a swim, stretching, playing, yoga.
Every day, for thirty days.
He's right. I should be happy with my choice, and there's no rush.
In the meantime, I might just cut and press some fat quarters for a Christmas gift(s) project.
I am so eager for this evening, when the children and Geoff are home... it's one of those times, one of those days, when I am certain that being together will be the most comforting and enjoyable thing I can imagine. Well, yes, in fact that is how I always feel.