i am trying to start a habit.
i read that it takes 21 days to establish a habit.
as in, if a person does something for at least 15 minutes for 21 days straight, by the end of the 21 days it will seem strange to our complicated little minds to not do it.

so i am trying to make myself start running consistently again if my ankles and knees will have it.
since moving from mpls i haven't been keeping up with running very well [oh, how i miss the trails along the mississippi river].
it really helps to be moved into town where i have choices beyond:
1. run on the highway
2. run on croftville

i am on day three.
we will see how this goes.

it also necessitated buying new running shows b-c i am long overdue for a new pair.
they should come next week, and hopefully they don't suck like the asics gel 3000s did.
[the new, improved version of the gel empires you say? rubbish.]

now that i have the internet at my house i blog less.
[i do feel a little more human, but i blog less.]
unfortunately, i don't think i will ever make it back to the glory days of blogging on myspace and xanga.
fortunately, i don't think the world will really notice.
so we're all happy in the end.

i am all moved.
it took a very stressful weekend, but it's done.

...

i feel like i can breathe again.

i have room.
i can't see my whole entire living space from one spot.

there is light.
the walls and ceiling are not pine-paneled and therefore do not suck up every ounce of light that enters.

it feels like home.
i am not even all unpacked yet and it feels like home.

it inspires me.
there are projects i want to do--can do there.
i have even started a list!
after 1.5 years of living at my old house, i never once felt inspired to work on anything.

...

and it took getting out of my old space to realize all this.
with that perspective i realize my old house has something off about it--something lifesucking and uncomfortable.

i am so glad i am no longer there.