The Little Things

I recently decided that I'm going to try doing zumba regularly. I've always loved zumba, but have never managed to make it a regular part of my workout regimen. I guess part of the reason is because it's at 7:30 at night which doesn't make it super conducive to being a weekly thing. About three weeks ago I randomly decided to do zumba after almost a year of not doing it. It was a spur of the moment kind of thing, and I'm guessing part of the reason was that my significant other (S.O) had plans for that night.

So there I am in zumba class, clapping and cheering and bopping away. And then in the middle of doing an enthusiastic booty/butt shake combination, I took a moment to look around me and just be present in the moment. And what I saw were girls of all shapes, colours and sizes just being themselves, dancing and cheering and just being happy. Which made me think how lucky I am that I get the chance to be able to do this, that I am able to be in a room like this, dancing away without being worried about people looking and staring at me, of having the physical capability of doing this, of living in a place where religious leaders won't take my right away to do zumba (believe it or not it happens!).

Often as social workers we see so much misery and unhappiness around us, that it can be hard to pay attention to the little things, with so much crap taking up our attention and time. But once in a while you have moments like I did in zumba class. Little, silly moments that can be extremely fleeting, but if you hold on to them they expand into bigger feelings of contentment and happiness. Which is why I've decided that not only am I going to attend zumba class regularly but will also start appreciating all the little things in my life (with the caveat of not communicating them on facebook and becoming insufferable - I mean seriously why do people do that? I don't really care how luscious and juicy that cantaloupe you're eating is).

So I'll be there at 7:30 shaking my ass off if anyone ever wants to join me! It's totally self care you guys!

The First and Ever!

Okay so it's true, this is really happening, I'm actually starting a blog. I have been thinking about doing this for a long time, but so far had not yet managed to get myself together to do this. I guess all it took was one giant blizzard to confine me to my house to really get down to business.

I feel like I need to talk a little bit about what this blog will be about. I'm not really sure about how often I'm going to post, and all that fun stuff. I'm still a graduate student with a clinical internship, just about to graduate in May, so there is a lot going on my in my life. I guess the main reason to start this was as a form of self care as I sludge through the last few months of social work school and get through to the other (more adult) side of things. Most of the content on this blog will probably relate to something that has to do with social work (though I'm not going to lie, there might be some ramblings in there about glitter nail polish but I feel like I can tie that really easily to social work somehow!).

So this is it folks! This is actually happening?!?! This is a huge step for me because it takes me forever to get started on talking about myself and opening up to people, and now here I'll be talking about things that I care about to the entire interwebs - oh joy?!?! But there is a first time for everything!

And now I am going to end this first post with a link to a song that pretty much defines my existence as a social work grad student and probably as a social worker in general.