Week So Far (lazy summary).

This week has been a glob of blues, conquered apathy, cravings, and lust.  Because I haven’t even bothered to check dates, I hadn’t realized I was so close to my period–this is day 23–well, the start of it.

I’ve neglected spirituality completely–I don’t see a full return in the near future–I’m just not where I need to be with this, which is probably all the more reason for me to dive in, but I can’t.  I look at my books and candles and just sigh and get teary.

I’ve neglected the blog for fear of turning it into a woe-is-me journal, but that’s really not an excuse is it?  All I do is type out moon phases, moods, mucus, etc.  No need to go beyond that, but whatever.

Fortunately, I’ve been faithful to exercise and the Deutsch.  I’m pretty happy about that.  As far as the Deutsch goes, I’ve finally conquered–well, gone through–Unit 3 of Teach Yourself German.  I realize, though, I will struggle with processing double-digit (and probably triple digit) numbers.  I’m pretty good with numbers–I like telling time–but my ears and brain, apparently, haven’t been attuned to backwards number deal.

In my other workbook, I’m working with contractions and pronouns and matching them with different cases.  I hate the ordering of the topics in the book.  I’ve been through it a million times–the spine’s losing its hold on some of the pages now–and I always get bored around chapter 6.  I wanna learn about food, body parts, days, months, weather–stuff like that.  Not the hotels, travel–not yet, anyway, but I understand the reason for the layout.

So,  I’ll be working with Unit 3 in TYG for a little while longer, practicing numbers and listening in general.  I’ll be practicing writing as well as, despite the gaps in my studies, I’ve learned a lot and I’d like to apply it.

Before Period–Day 22.

Moon:  Waning Gibbous

Flow/Texture:

Mood: fine

Symptoms:  weak, brittle nails

Mucus:  stingy cervix, white, lumpy, normal taste/scent

I’m wondering how the fast will affect my period–will it postpone it or encourage it?

I do know that it’s taking forever.

Hmm…

I keep thinking this blog is missing something.  I’m clueless as to what it is, though.

Let’s Breathe.

On a whim, I visited the menstrual cup community.  Voilà, instant mood shift.  Let’s keep the momentum going with a list.

The Good Stuff:

1. my Diva Cup.
2. I can nourish something with my blood.
3. the convenience of the cup
   1. clean panties (when I wear them)
   2. clothes in general
   3. the reassuring seal that lets me know that I’ll have clean panties and clothes in general
   4. 12 hours
   5. reusable
   6. will last for years and years–unless I melt it
4. I’ve yet to have any vaginal infections.
5. my inquisitive mind–when I indulge it
6. my clit
7. my book collection
8. my pessimism auto-release valve–it’s the reason for this entry
9. my health–allows me to steamroll my reserves and recover for the next round
10. a chilled, full bottle of port

I miss this.

I’ll be back soon, hopefully.

For the last two cycles, my cup’s been a pain.  Yet, always when I’m about ready to chuck it, it slips in like silk and all is well.

After Period–Day 14.

Moon:  Waxing Crescent

Flow/Texture:

Mood: calm

Symptoms: food cravings–cheesecake, peanuts, poor, poor nails

Mucus:  thin, white, creamy, normal scent

Yeah, I’d just like some cheesecake, cheesecake and Smuckers.

The Replacement

is here!  Yay!

Now, I’m free to bleed with joy.

Opening the box feels just like the first time.  I’m all grins.

Yes, I will boil it, watching it carefully, of course, before bagging it.

I won’t make any promises (and here I’ll retract any I’ve made up to this point) about boiling, except to be more careful.

The Replacement.

I just ordered a second Diva Cup.

I’d like to feel relief and joy, but really it just burns my buttons knowing that I had to order a replacement.

However, I now love the cup even more and appreciate what it offers.   Plus, I’m more aware of the evils contained in the “sanitary napkin.”

I’ll be putting the wine down for a while–the last bottles have stunk to high heaven–in favor of chocolate.  I’ve neglected it for quite a while as I’ve seemingly lost the taste for it. I think it’s time to get it back.