Boring Days Still Count

Hello, dear readers. 


Today was not an exciting day by any means. And honestly, that felt nice.


We finally made it out of the heat wave that turned NYC into a toaster oven. The air felt lighter, cooler, and more breathable today. I took full advantage and stayed in bed until 10 am, watching reruns of The Closer. I think Kyra Sedgwick is a fantastic main character.


Since staying in bed until 10 made me feel like a lazy lump, I needed to move my body. So I did a thirty-minute cardio aerobics workout right in my living room. It was much needed. Movement is magic. Even when it's awkward and sweaty, and one of those things you just might not want to do, you always feel better afterward.


Later, I put on my “work brain” for a few hours. For my summer job, we have to create a skill progression for a 3rd to 8th grade STEM program where I work. Today, I spent some time researching different STEM programs to see what other schools are doing and the skills they are exposing their students to. It is interesting work, especially when you find something that feels like it could engage students. The research is so overwhelming, though. There is so much out there, and not enough time, money, or support to do it all. Still, I am hopeful my team and I will come up with a doable scope and sequence and a skill progression chart that makes sense.


In the evening, I went to therapy. I am grateful to have that space carved out every other week. It is one of the few places where I do not have to perform, explain, or teach. I just get to be a person, even when that person is messy, unsure, or stuck.


Speaking of being stuck…I downloaded a dating app. Again. I find myself in a pattern of downloading, deleting, downloading, and deleting.


Hinge has not been working for me. I came face-to-face with disappointments, hurt, and even dry conversations. I keep telling myself I'll take a break from the dating apps altogether, but then some small spark of curiosity or loneliness pulls me back in. However, I am still hesitant to set up this new dating app account (I'm trying Bumble this time). I am tired of the dating cycle that our generation goes through. Tired of writing “get to know me” blurbs. Tired of pretending the apps don't feel like a weird game I'm not very good at.


I may use Bumble. I may not. Right now, just having it downloaded feels like enough.


So yeah, nothing exciting happened today. But it was quiet. It was gentile. It was a day to myself.


And that is worth writing down.


Claudia ☁️📺🧘‍♀️📱

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