Whittling down

I've been told by the podcast lady and Sarah that you can reasonably only expect to get 3 things done per day. It is just not possible for me to limit myself to 3 yet, but I'm trying to get down from 27-80. Yesterday I wrote down 6 items and got them all done, which felt amazing and helped me to curl up and watch Dead to Me without guilt.

I'm taking a hoop dance class, which is a lot more fun than I expected, even though you could ask what else that could be but fun. We all drop the hoop constantly and it rolls across the room and runs into people. What's even better is when it rolls away and you chase it and it turns in a big circle so you chase it right back to where you started. There's lots of swirling it around your hand, which is fine on the palm but the back of your hand takes a beating. I have bruises, but the teacher swears it gets better. Yesterday we practiced the rodeo move, which is where you're swirling it over your head like a lasso, then you bring it down over your body and start to waist hoop with it. I can do it about 25% of the time, and it amazed me when it worked- so much that I would forget to keep hooping.

I need to practice, but of course I can't do much in my apartment other than waist hoop, but then Gus comes wandering underneath, and I'm afraid to clobber him in the head, which I know about from lots of unpleasant experience. I'm going to have to go outside in the full view of people and drop my hoop and hit myself in the face a bunch of times. It's super fun, guys!

In answer to your question, I have no plans to hoop at Burning Man or festivals. I think it would be fun to do in inappropriate settings. Let me know if you have any suggestions.

In other news, poor Gus is going blind from cataracts that just got really bad really fast. My friend says that's really common in Chihuahuas, but come on Universe, like this little guy doesn't have enough problems. He's both brave and cautious, trotting on ahead but keeping an ear out for cues from me. He knows up and down and uses that information to negotiate curbs, but I'm pondering the likelihood of him learning right and left. I at least need a GAAAHH sound.

I ordered some wax melts on Amazon in a scent it took forever to find: rich potting soil. It smells good, but like that potting soil crayon, if anybody remembers that, or actual potting soil. They also sent me a sample, which is cool because that shop has a lot of really interesting scents, but unfortunately the sample is cherry tobacco, so I'll pass, thanks. I have a coworker friend who's always on my case about leaving weird offerings in the break room, so she'll love this.

I'm rarely there though, because I started teleworking! I love it and I feel way more productive, but I have to admit that I still have trouble making it to work on time.

The other big news is that I got the new pump and it will go on auto mode on Monday, which means I have to let go of the wheel. The trainer said it took him a month to let go, and to not be like him. It's already turning off the insulin if I go too low. Night Bus is very excited about this new pump and can't wait to look at the sensor graph every two hours.

Still no news on that front, sadly. I remain optimistic and stressed.

Please let me know your favorite wax melt option and I will gladly send it for Christmas. Exhaust fumes, anyone? Puppy breath? They do have really nice ones too, of course, but I am not as fascinated by those.