This happens in my home with corn on the cob. Of course, it may be that no one else cares about their sloppy cobs and feels a little corn wastage is acceptable. Still. 

Yes, I know the warnings. Feelings are fleeting. Feelings are unreliable. Feelings have no moral compass. Feelings are dependent on what you had for lunch. Phht.   I don't mean feelings as in emotions. I mean feelings as in instincts, awareness of persistent gravity, unconscious perception. You see, for a long time I let my thinking outweigh my feelings, thinking (of course) that mens was a more trustworthy partner than spiritus. For a very long time, I didn't know that thinkings were just feelings of the mind -- fragmentary flashes of fear and aspiration whose interruptions made the steady song of life itself seem fragmented. Important, often. Helpful, certainly. But neither complete nor sufficient.   As we approach the turning of the year, it's time to return to the well of contemplation. For this challenge, then, I'll do the usual work from a different angle -- honoring the desires of my heart. It looks like this:     That's the system. I'll make updates in my regular posts to record the metrics, but the weekly score will be a subjective assessment. A few notes:   1. I'm using yoga as a spiritual practice because of the traditional 'yoking' function -- physical flexibility is a plus but not an explicit goal. 2. Music is in the mental category because I want to intentionally include theory in my lessons; we're doing musical math as much as anything. 3. Using body comp as a metric in the sense of power/weight ratio; cosmetic improvements welcome but not required. "Mock scoring" is using the scores of our annual physical fitness assessment as a simple summary of functional strength gains (e.g. I don't want to post the whole grid for changes to weight and time under load for each exercise).    The scoresheet (weekly):

I had never heard of lunar gardening.  So interesting!     Thank you and welcome!     I hadn't even thought of that.  Just as well I didn't use it then.

Do you imagine A Certain Wizard would have any sense of humor at all about me training to be a vampire?   Mostly it is bribery. Pure seasonal bribery. I can watch vampire shows if I do movement things. (Ahem. I meant that Mr Cardboard Demon Trap Game is making training vampire-fighting skills fun.) Mostly strength training and walking, although later I might add yoga. Indoors walking may not be ideal, but getting it done is the important thing, and if being warm and having vampires does it, that's how it's going to be done. I'm aiming for volume, not perfection. I have brain benefits to test.

Wow, you have all the resources for this challenge.   Do tell, what are the vampire activities? Sucking blood or destroying things with fire?

Hi Darling! This looks wonderful and I am here to cheer as ever! ❤️ 

I appreciate this challenge. I am so fond of you, Harriet, and I want things to be the best they can be for you. ❤️   I am glad Mr. Harriet seems to be coming around. It is important that he sees you as his future and that he can let go of this other, less tangible thing to keep what he has.   I remember when Dave asked me if we’d have kids. I gave a short, sharp “Hell No”. He blinked and asked if I was sure. I said absolutely, and if that was a deal breaker for him we’d better end things where we were. He looked and me, said “I want you more” and that was the end of that. I think there are moments he thinks about kids still, but more often are the times where we (the only childless couple in our friend group) look at each other and say “You know what is great? Not having kids.” I wish you both peace and resolution on the matter. 

“Everstorm in Circadia” just makes me think of cicadas and that is a hard pass for me.   

Here for this!

Here to follow. ❤️