Blood Days

June 3-8thish, July 1-6thish

Reliable mood stuff: sex before to partway through, LTR halfway through till a few days after, sex peak a couple days after. Bad days on the day before last day-ish.

I almost seem to be monthly-ish. As always, I respond strongly to stress -- in June I started on the day I left, in fact, I started bleeding as soon as we got into the car and the trip prep was totally done. It was like, whee, I can relax.

This may have been the first month I wasn't stressed enough to hold me up for a couple of days.

The Week

Today: work. Lunch with April. Work. Go home. Take care of my house (unpack, move in, it IS 11 days after I officially got the place). Get groceries? Eat watermelon. SLEEP.
Wednesday: Work. Work. Bevan? Karaoke? Juggler?
Thursday: Work. Graham for dinner.
Friday: Kayaking? Piercing scene at Tillie's in evening.
Saturday: Trevor? Get folk fest tickets.

Argh!

Have time to answer email OR phone messages, but never both. Am alternating. Patience please.

Self-Improvement

Went climbing yesterday. Man, I get three feet off the ground and adrenaline hits. It was good-- I did a lot of progress. It was weird -- man, is that like a couples trust-training exercise or what? You're on one end of a rope, and someone holds you dangling in the air and lowers you slowly and safely, or catches you if you fall (of course I didn't, I'm not fearless enough to take risks yet). Such heavy bondage overtones-- foot-wrapping, hip-harnass, snappy buckle things, knots, ropes that tug. fun. My hands feel from the inside like Trevor and Bob's do from the outside -- rough. Will do more.

Proud of myself-- self-knowledge and management gets me past annoying obstacles. Now to apply in all areas of life. Hah.

So late to work. Hah. Four hours of sleep multiple nights in a row makes me sloooooow. Early bedtime tonight. Also, cooking. Beth, wanna come for dinner?