This morning, for the first time since I got serious for the T-ransformation, I could feel my stomach muscles. Like, when things are going well, I occasionally bump my hand into my oblique or abs and they’re firm (under whatever fluff may be there). That happened as I was getting up this morning. Confession: the degree of pleasure I take in this sort of thing may be unbecoming, as I believe I should have more important things on my mind, vanity not being a particularly noble pursuit.
Different confession: I did an intake on a woman whose husband cheated and justified it by telling her he doesn’t feel attracted due to her weight gain. This comes up regularly on these boards, and I’ve considered writing a do-and-don’t PSA, but can’t decide what sub-forum it would belong in, or whether it’s even worth doing. But she cried for the entire hour and a half I was with her, and it upset me for the wives of the posters mulling over how to handle the issue.
I’m getting my first vaccine today, and I feel a little guilty, as while I am “a health care provider seeing patients in person,” I only see two each week, the rest are remote. However, one of those two is an older woman with scoliosis-caused COPD, whose autism makes telehealth impossible. I worry that my husband will carry Covid home to me (was in Seattle and San Francisco last week) and I to her. Still, (confession) it does feel line-jump-y. I’m also a little anxious about it as I prefer not to be a guinea pig.
I’m very good with lyrics because if I like a song I go all OCD and listen to it over and over again until I’ve got it, and if there’s any confusion I look up lyrics. If the lyrics I find don’t jibe with what I think I’m hearing, I look for agreement across multiple sources. I take words very seriously. My friends think I have this fantastic memory for songs, but really it’s just that I’m so fucking weird that I study them.
In a related confession: I will judge songs as heavily for their lyrics as any actual musical content. I’m just as likely to disregard a song because the lyrics are vapid and stupid as any other reason.
It’s why I only listen to music as an ‘add-on’ activity when I’m doing something else, like in the gym, where my focus wont be on the music so I just pick up the background ‘vibe’ rather than actively listen.
