I don't know if anyone else did this, and maybe it's a girl thing, but when my sisters and I were little we would figure out how old we'd be in the future. Of course we thought it would never happen it was so far away. But I distinctly remember figuring how old I would be in 2012. It seemed way better then than now!!
My first day taking care of 2 nieces instead of 1 went smashingly well. That probably means day #2 will not. But that's OK. As long as there is a smashingly good day here and there I'll be OK.
And, January 2nd found me starting a new thing in my life. Call it a resolution. Call it desperation. Call it a move to get healthy and lose weight. I'm calling it torture! OK, here it is, no Dr Pepper for Aunt Red! Now, that doesn't mean I'll never drink again(hehe), but it means I'm on the wagon indefinitely.
I haven't had the shakes or seen the little green monkeys yet. Maybe that's coming. But I have noticed there's not been as much inflammation in my hands when I get up in the morning. It's only been 3 days, but maybe it's already working. So.....I'm drinking water and tea. I've done this before, but I only made 3 weeks. Then, for whatever reason, I had a taste of that lovely sweet concoction that I love and I was back to addictive behavior.
And I'm pretty sure I will not ever, and I mean EVER try to figure out how old I'll be in 2032. Yikes!!!
HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!
Good for you!!!! I hope that it goes really well...and much easier than you would imagine.
ReplyDeleteGlad things went "smashingly"...GREAT word, by the way! I want to hear about day 2! ;)
Hey Sage, that comes from being addicted to English movies!!!
ReplyDeleteWell, just for the fun of it, I did figure out my age for 2032...not fun!!
ReplyDeleteAren't you brave Miss Alaska!!!
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