Robby has officially embarked on his newest adventure. He had his first guitar lesson, and he had a fantastic time. He was so nervous entering the music school, but I knew that once he met his instructor and became familiar with the flow he would be fine. In many ways he is like me, apprehensive about new experiences and building up the anxiety in his head.
He was shaky and unsure walking into the school, but he was all smiles and giddy when I picked him up. He couldn't wait to start practicing and he is looking forward to his lesson next week. Hearing him playing his new chords last night made me smile. I love the sound of the guitar being played.
My Dad used to play the guitar, and my childhood is filled with memories of him strumming and singing in the living room. Although he hasn't played as much in the past few years, Scott is also talented with a guitar. It has since dissolved, but when we first met he was a member of a teacher band. It was so much fun going to watch him play.
I'm glad that Robby is continuing the family tradition of learning the guitar. I know that the skill will be valuable throughout his life. I'm looking forward to watching his progression and hearing him continually improve.
Today Robby embarks on his newest venture: guitar lessons. In anticipation of his lessons, he has been practicing with his Daddy for the past few days. Hearing them strum their guitars in the evening brings a smile to my heart. I suspect that Scott and I are looking forward to his lesson almost as much as Robby!
In addition to his music lesson, today will be busy with meetings and obligations. After spending the past few days outside playing, my work have been piling up. Today is supposed to rain, which is the perfect opportunity for me to settle in and get to work. Hopefully Timmy will be content to practice his letters, play with his toys and watch cartoons for a few hours.
Not only do I need to chip away at my growing to-do list, but I think my leg is desperate for a break. Over the past few days I have developed a bruise on the bottom of my limb. While it isn't enough to keep me immobile, it is becoming increasingly sore as I walk and run. I think a day with minimal walking will go a long way towards healing.
I am frustrated with the never ending cycle of leg issues. It feels like I have been ping ponging between feeling okay (never great) and battling an issue. I just want to be comfortable all the time! I'm beginning to feel like I'm chasing windmills in the quest for total comfort.
Despite my growing frustrations. I'm going to continue to work on the socket issues. I deserve to feel comfortable and strong. Giving up is not an option!
Yesterday was moderately better than the weekend. Timmy and I spent the day outside, riding bikes and playing baseball. Being outside in the sunshine definitely helps to elevate my mood. Disconnecting, playing and having fun was exactly what my heart needed to recover from the frustrating weekend. I'm hopeful that everything will continue to improve and I can regain traction towards my goals.
My leg is feeling a little sore this morning, probably due to the hours spent outside playing. Timmy certainly gave me quite a work-out and, although I'm getting stronger and more fit, I'm not in optimal physical shape. I realized that I don't need a gym when I can just chase after and play with him.
After riding our bikes for nearly three miles he rediscovered his ball and bat. We spent hours practicing hitting and catching, which equated to me spending logging miles running up and down our pitted yard to retrieve balls. (Sometimes I really think we should get a dog!)
I'm hoping that a few ibuprofen will work some magic so I will remain comfortable throughout the day. The weather is supposed to be beautiful again and I know that Timmy will want a repeat of yesterday's activities. I refuse to allow my leg soreness to get in our way, but our day will be much more enjoyable if I'm not in pain.
I'm not going to lie, the weekend was rough. I was hoping to relax and unwind after managing to survive the first week back to class. Instead, the days were filled with stress and anxiety. I'm actually glad that the work week is starting simply because it means that the weekend from hell is over.
The bright spot of an otherwise bleak weekend was signing Robby up for guitar lessons. He is thrilled to be enrolled and is eager to get started. After a month of lessons, he is hoping to advance to the band portion of the the School of Rock. He has been wanting to sign up for awhile and I'm glad that it is finally happening for him.
The weather is supposed to be gorgeous today. I'm planning to completely disconnect from the world (as much as possible) and play outside with Timmy. I think we could both use time in the sunshine, just playing and having fun.
