May the Fourth be with you

Yesterday was quite a day. I made a grim discovery early on. The little brown mouse that scampers about at night and leaves poop on the cookie sheets under the oven met a watery end inside the dishwasher. Poor little thing must have been inside the machine when I turned it on, trapping him/her. It was truly gruesome, and it took me several hours to gather the courage to remove the little corpse from the filter. Not a humane mouse trap. I told Jay all about it. He was nonplussed.

It was a cool day, not very warm at all, and yet you slept in the stroller during our walk. You're incredibly good at tuning out loud noises, too. Buses drive by, roofers blast their radios, doesn't matter, you tune them all out. 

 

I wrapped my day with some yoga. I used to do a YouTube yoga vid called Oneself with Mark Gonzales for years. It's challenging but not too hard, with philosophical quotes from yogis for authenticity....haha. I like it. Hadn't done it since pre-pregnancy, my muscles reminded me! Slept soundly afterward.

You're so flexible! No need for yoga yet.