Be the change you want to see.

It's 6:52 am and still dark outside. I've probably been awake for about 2 hours, woke myself up massaging my arm in my sleep and I guess the pain woke me.

Remember that silly song from childhood about bones being connected to other bones?
Well this morning I was massaging painfully tight tiny muscles around my right elbow and upper forearm, and I swear it triggered a nerve spasm in my LEFT FOOT. I had to move carefully, trying to not wake the Jeff... And then I realized that my right hip which has been horrifically tight AND my right hand which has been swollen and painful most mornings for weeks (that's the hand was broken at radius and pinky NYE '16 car crash air bag) was also tremendously easier.

So the elbow is connected to the... Hip bone 🦴 and the elbow is connected to o the... Wrist bone.

I'm sort of both LOL and sort of relieved. Always surprising to relearn something about my body and realize oh yes, I've learned that before.

So I'm up two? Three hours before my alarm? Which can be kind of nice once in awhile, as long as I can be quiet. And I'll sleep 💤 super well tonight.

Which means no tea, and no warm food just yet. Because everything I want for breakfast requires microwave (fucking LOUD BEEP), kettle (sustained rumble of boiling and loud click) or stove (which I just can't put pans on the stove quietly).

(Don't wake the Jeff)

Emergency cheese is good for now, and water. And a cat lap to help me stay warm.

I'm decently proud of getting dressed, glasses, hearing aids, exercise clothes and warm socks, quietly in the dark.