I love the hope of a new day. A new week. I can put all that has happened in the past couple of weeks behind me.
I'm well again. My body feels healthy again. Well, healthier than before any way. Steve and I are working on getting healthy. We're slowly changing how we eat and exercise. Nothing fanatical. Just keep chipping away at bad habits and replacing them with good ones. More water. More walking. Less processed food. Actually hardly any processed foods. We've been doing as much cooking from scratch as we can. And it feels so deeply satisfying.
During this time of recuperating, I've been doing more doodling in my sketch pad. I've been drawing little whimsical pictures that I'm now scanning and selling in Dana's online store. They just started out as little doodles but I realised that actually some of them would be neat as card toppers and such like so I asked Dana what she thought about me "packaging" them up and selling them. It's been so therapeutic actually. I love using my caran d'ache water colour pencils. They are so lush... I love painting and seeing how the colours run and blend. Love it. Love it.
That's also the wonder of a new day. Each new day brings hope and a chance to start again. Move forward and not look back. Hello new day. Hello new week. I'm ready for what you have in store for me!