Random Thoughts Thursday 497

My friend Courtney made me some cute bowl holders so my oatmeal bowl doesn’t burn my hands. Aww.

When we were out flying this weekend I thought it was still April. I almost wrote 3 for March on some notes this morning. This brain, I tell ya. IT’S MAY.
I went to a visitation on Sunday. It’s the third one I’ve been to in the last 6 months. It feels like a lot? Part of me is like “I am too young to know so many people dying!” and part of me is like “Be real, Kim, you are entering that era of your life.” (These folks were in their 60s/70s)
I had therapy Tuesday and didn’t make notes on what to talk about and I was like… I feel like I forgot some trauma I wanted to share? Then I later remembered – this death and Penny’s disappearance. I will make talking points next time. Although it did feel good to do a stream of consciousness offload. Then be like “okay byeeeeeeeee!”
I feel like I’m always giving Marybel, my trainer, a heads up about something being “wrong” with me and affecting my performance. This week it was doing shoulder presses. I normally can go pretty heavy but wasn’t and told her it’s because I fell down the two stairs into our living room and landed on my shoulder and forearms. I did not share that the reason I fell that way is because I was carrying two oreos and was trying not to drop them (one still got destroyed, ha ha).