Tomorrow is April and Today...it will rain.

It really feels like spring. For that I have so much joy. The rain is on its way... starting in about 13 minutes, according to my weather app. For the last few weeks I have been cocooning a bit - it's been good to take naps, and rest and repeat. Yesterday I started looking at our England trip dates and really dug in on the finer details of places we will stay, the train to Edinburgh's time slots and logistics. I want to give Josh some WOW moments - like a castle visit, a stunning train ride, an ancient cobbled street to explore - this trip has the potential for pause and ponder.

I joined the local Zine club - discovered it first when Elaine came over after a calamity of confusion. "What is a Zine?" she said as soon as she entered the room. She went but hadn't gotten the full grasp as no one explained the Zine concept. Anyway - after she showed me the local zine club's Instagram and gave me the rundown on her experience, I showed her some Zines I had purchased and then we started planning our next get-together which would be to check out the Zine club together. And I did go to Zine club this last week - only it was with Crystal not Elaine. My friend Crystal who is launching this cute confetti line of sweet designs - got in on the zine fever after I showed her the club's Instagram. Elaine got wrapped up in family immediacies - and so Crystal tapped in with her "I have nothing going on, I shall join you" vibes - and so we went. And we Zined... and it was fun. And now I have a theme and three pages... and it is all so lighthearted, and... lifted a little - like not serious - almost helium-esque - type shit. It's just silly. It is "good medicine".

One thing that I wanted to note - is how important it is for me to have refuge - and I recognize we have achieved that with this second floor. I have the space to recalibrate through rest. In our home of peaceful refuge, up the stairs and into the next level of relax - I find sanctum. I've been so rested and my brain has been bogged down with less - which means it is freed up - to do more, with creative play and with my heart feels good about it.

I am guarded - by design. I am guarded and so... I am able to be, or remain, or relax into a mindset of childlike adult - and play dress up, and it is the safety of our own world that we have created here. This is the preciousness of "mine" - is this world of ours. This place that Josh has built with his own hands - which makes me very proud, and also very fortunate. I like all the play I have been able to get up to lately. It is more "good medicine". There is no other place, space, or room's embrace that brings me so much insulated play time - I just don't want to take it for granted nor ignore how important this is to my own being.

I went on my first run of the season this weekend. I am looking forward to picking out some races and charting them out on my calendar for the thrill of imagining me doing it, for the love of getting it done in reality, and for the motivation of life that I feel so evidently when I am in the throes of a race and my mind and body scream - you are alive - get it!

I got up at 5 am today - made delicious coffee... and now I will go bike and then do adult things out into the world - with big adult responsibilities - and I will leave my home with little side stitch thoughts about how I don't really want to venture out today into the adulting world - but also how sweet it will be when I get to return tonight - where I will once again be confronted with all the magic of my own life meeting me at the door - with sweet birdie songs about his love for me, with puppy kisses, and kitty snuggles, and costumes for nightwear - maybe tonight I will go full on 1920s - I might wear an Asian robe. I will get my pillows all pillowed out to the max - and get snackish. Just a lot of potential for later.

I love it and it won't be taken for granted. I am in the moment.