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First, I decided that we needed to start leaving the house at least once a day. So on Friday we went out with some friends to watch a canoe race. We had such a fun time chatting, laughing, walking, watching the kids, and eating ice cream. Not to mention we saw a man hop out of a port-a-potty that was being driven away on a trailer. He was terrified and half-dressed. It was the funniest thing I have seen in a long time.
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Second, Tyler and I needed to talk about a few things. Tyler is very logical and precise and I act on my emotions and let the details work themselves out. It can be really challenging at times, but it is also part of what makes us work well as a couple. And although we still don't have any big questions answered, it was a start. It was good we talked.
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Last, I needed to make running happen. I settled for a walk and was happy to find the high school track only a couple blocks from our house. It is perfect. Parker rides his bike, Matilda chills in the stroller, and one of us runs. Then we switch. A mile is the longest I have gone in a night. It is a start. It makes me feel good.
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I may not have all of my problems solved, but I am headed out of my rut. My perspective is slowly changing and my mood is lifted. I just have to remind myself to keep moving forward. It takes time to feel comfortable amongst the company of change.
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