Dairy Queen was giving away free ice cream cones today. On our calendar we’d planned to have a Housecleaning Brainstorming Session so we decided to combine the two things and do the brainstorming session there. While they were waiting I went outside to get some steps. I had over 6,000 today. It really just doesn’t feel the same to walk anymore. Later this summer we’re supposed to climb a smaller mountain in South Dakota which I think is something like 3.5 miles up. I have no interest or goals in trying to climb it.

It’s kind of like when you’re spine fuses and your back isn’t as flexible as it was when you were younger. You used to be able to backbends and walkovers and touch your head to your feet with your neck hyperextended to make a perfect arch and fit. All the stretching in the world could not bring that kind of flexibility back, and it feels like its kind of the same with this. Like, I don’t want to give up and just succumb to the slow decline of a sedentary life and lack of movement. The limitation is in my heart. It’s in my chest.

I didn’t have any ice cream. “It’s not good for your figure”, I joked, and I was happy when he laughed. But everybody else had some (minus Elianna who was with Miles) and so they were happy too. I wrote Ethan a letter this afternoon which is the first time I’ve written since he’s gone away. I kind of forget that Amazon-ing snacks and juice boxes and sign language textbooks isn’t the same as writing. Our brainstorming session went well and we came up with a plan of how to spend a little bit of time daily on the cleaning basics.