I've gotten a much later start each day than I'd like, but better late than never. The yoga has gotten easier after just four days, which amazes me. The first day when I tried moving from a cobra position into a downward dog, which requires flipping my toes and pushing my bottom into the air, I couldn't do it. I figured I was too bulky and heavy, and that movement was just not possible for someone my size. I can do it now.
I've really been enjoying my garden this week too. It's just a little one, but when I look at it, I make plans in my head for additions to it. I love watching the things I planted grow. My kids are loving it too. This is the first vegetable garden I've ever grown, and it's gratifying to be learning something new alongside them.
There are other positive changes coming, to be sure, but for now I'm going to rest with this new routine I've created and get very comfortable with it before I try to add something new. It seems to be working. I can feel the clouds of depression lifting and burning off with the sun, and I'm looking forward to the day when getting dressed and walking out the front door feels normal again instead of being a stress-inducing chore.