Good evening again from my mobile home on wheels. One of my favorite shows is on tonight "The Vampire Diaires." I watch it for the storyline, a few good looking guys, and the women on the show help motivate me to want to lose weight. Speaking of which, leads me to the subject of walking again.
Walking truly does cure most anything. It eases depression & menopausal symptoms, provides more energy, promotes weightloss, just generally makes me feel better. And right now is the perfect time to walk. The weather is mild and if it does rain I can walk at the gym. So, why am I not? Well, I have a boo-boo on the inside of my thigh. Not sure what caused it, but it hurts like hell. It's getting better but it's still a bump that gets irritated since my legs rub together at the top. Did I say sexy? Oh yeah, that's me. But, until it goes away completely I am benched. Not only because it hurts, but I don't want it irritated anymore. Once it's gone though, I'm hitting the trail, or the gym and losing this weight!
Today I had a baloney sandwich. Well, tofu bologna. I put mustard on it and it was good. If you like baloney you will like Tofutti bologna. I also had raisin bread made with sprouted grain bread with Tofutti cream cheese and it was good, too. The tofu cream cheese was tangy like Philly cream cheese. I had some fruit and some tortilla chips. Dinner was lazy -- brown rice and then strawberries. I would have eaten all vegan today but I had some raspberry M&M's. I needed some chocolate and I had some left. I'm over them now though. But I never tire of chocolate. Never.
I hope my grandbaby will be born here -- preferably in a hospital near me. Or at least not by my ex-husband and his wife. Not that I have anything against them, but I have always wanted grandkids. Always. I just want to know as soon as possible, but I doubt anything will be decided for sure until after my son is out of boot camp and school in August. I just have to wait and patience is not my virtue.
The weekends are entirely too short and I have been blessed with several friends. And I actually have activities - and I didn't even to build bunk beds to make more room for them. I have a couple of dilemmas as I had planned to go thrifting with one friend but forgot about a standing appointment with another. Then there is a workshop I want to attend that would help my writing that I forgot about at 2:30. Another friend's cookout is that evening, but there is no conflict with that. I am not sure how I am going to do them all. Something's gonna have to give. If I can thrift the next Saturday that would be better.
And to get the cleaning done. I am like Pig Pen from Peanuts. I attract clutter wherever I go. And it's so hard to keep up with it while I'm aching & paining and going through bouts of depression. I am trying though. I am slowly learning to work through all the obstacles I encounter. It's not ideal but it's doable. And the reward is a fresh, clean living space.
I just want to have a clean place to live, writing like I used to, fun times with my friends and family -- I just want to find myself again. She's a pretty cool chick and I miss her.
Time to settle in and watch my show. Then shower and tea, Moe, heating pad and "being human."
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