My wrist is weak. Not to say that any portion of my limbs is strong. A few of my kids work out regularly with weights and their core abilities reflect that. Not that I am comparing. Lukas bought me a mouse that operates in a vertical position, which is restful. The new rotary cutter that I use has the same tilt. As my body edges closer to the end of its warranty, I appreciate small adaptations that reduce stress on my joints. Often I carry my guitar case with my left wrist, the one that is not exhausted. But switching to writing with my non dominant hand would be trickier. Yogi Beara once said "I would give my right arm to be ambidextrous."

For the first time I am typing on a keyboard that is ergonomic. Or some such thing. It is slow going, I assure you. But I am hopeful that things will gradually become less cumbersome, and the new position will prove helpful. 

There are strategies that can make our relationships less stressful, even if they seem tedious at first. A routine like a check in at the end of the day, or joining a small group can help. This week I called a friend that I have lost touch with. It felt awkward, and she did not answer. Maybe I can get better at reconciliation. 

But who am I to talk. I can barely find the punctuation on this computer.