If I were writing for publication I would never get by with using the cliche, “what a difference a day makes” but it does and I’m not so I’m using it! To “shed some light” on what I’m talking about (and make the photo you see pertain to this post) please continue …Yes, Sunday had me a bit discombobulated. I felt I wasn’t here fully for the planned festivities or with my dear friend/family either. But Monday came and with it an early morning appointment for a blood test to prove (as I am now convinced will be true) that I’m getting healthier and my cholesterol numbers are down. Three of us made the trek and were in and out in minutes so we took the time to break the fasts and enjoy a treat from Starbucks.
Classes were held at the Peace Corps office in San Jose and we had lots of last minute paperwork and rules to be reminded of. I enjoyed pitching the tool my friends in London are using to “quantify the qualitative” to the almost exiting Country Director and my friend who is in charge of training — Laura. I also enjoyed hearing that my weight continues to drop. I’m now down 18 pounds since arriving in country and 35 since October! (Big shout!)
My language skills continue to improve according to the latest assessment and so I was feeling good about just about everything and then Jaclyn (my language cohort and friend) and I took a walk and put the cherry on the top (or so I thought but hey, why not get in one more cliche!) with ice cream for lunch!
My afternoon was improved GREATLY by the opportunity to talk to Laura about a workshop she was working on and I got to spend more than an hour doing what I know how to do — consult! When you are constantly humbled by a lack of knowledge, it’s fun to feel you know something!
Next I traveled with Laura across town to an upscale Asian restaurant where she teaches yoga in a party room. The space is perfect for a tranquil hour of deep breathing and poses meant to stretch your body and mind. Afterward I enjoyed a fantastic fish curry and some good wine as we talked more about our mutual love of training.
So once again, I’m reminded that with time all things can come back to center. And my mostly ever present smile in Costa Rica returned.