Twelve Days of Christmas (continued)

Day 8 (Tuesday): The gift of vision I gave myself. In June I had eye surgery that has left me, for the first time since fourth grade, with better than 20/20 vision. It truly has been life changing!

Day 7 (Wednesday): I climbed Prairie Mountain. Even after an asthma attack mid-climb. And the majority of the group I was climbing with carried on (one stayed back, thank God). And no, I won't ever be hiking with them again!

Day 6 (Thursday): The courage of my convictions. I have an on-going issue with my former employer and while I could  have just walked away, being right, and more importantly, doing the right thing, is more important in this case. Unfortunately, I have to wait until next June (almost two years since the incident) until I (well, my union's lawyers) present the case to an arbitrator.

Day 5 (Friday): I have conquered my sleep demons! Between a CPAP machine and a custom made mouth guard, I sleep again. Twenty years is a long time to function on little to no sleep. While I don't require as many zzzzz's per night as my honey, they are top quality hours of sleep. Quality trumps quantity any time!

Day 4 (Saturday): Rediscovering my yoga practice. Our kula pretty much dissolved when Anusara did, but I've made a committment to my mat and it feels great. Mind, body and soul are relishing it.

And with that, I'm off to practice. I've been sitting at the laptop most of the day (working on a project for a friend to earn some extra holiday cash (yes, I know it's almost Christmas. What can I say, I work best under pressure!)) and my body doth protest! I've got soup simmering (borscht) and cabbage rolls baking, so a tasty dinner will follow.