Saturday, August 08, 2009
Yesterday I decided not to weigh every day. This morning I lasted 5 minutes before jumping on the scales. I feel so out of control if I don't weigh everyday but when I've been good and gain, I get discouraged. If I'd been bad, it wouldn't have bothered me but then I think, "what's the use" I've got to regroup and organize, create a plan to stick to no matter what the scales say. I think I have to weigh every day.
Friday, August 07, 2009
I found this while rearranging my inspiration folder. I put things that challenge my thinking or inspire me in that folder. It reminds me that while I complain about him being such a home body, and never taking the motor home out, he is still a great hubby. I asked God to give me a good hubby and in the next 6 months I met my hubby. God don't give junk and I know that for sure..
I never get anything for Valentines Day. WaaaWaa..
I love my hubby of 32 years (now 33 years) very much but he's just not a romantic soul. He never buys me gifts for Valentines Day, Birthdays or Christmas. The reason for this is if I want something I just go get it. He does however say Happy Valentines Day, precious, Happy Birthday, Babe, Merry Christmas, hon. That said, my hubby does lots of other little things for me like, when rain is forecast, he runs out and puts new windshield wipers on my car, he rubs my back every night before we go to sleep, if I'm putting clothes away from the dryer, he cleans the filter for me, he sympathizes with me when I gain and cheers me on when I lose. He wants me with him where ever he goes, he goes to church with me even if left alone, he'd stay home. Everyday he finds some job around the house that needs doing and does it cheerfully. He helps me vacuum by doing the back half and I do the front half. (Big house) He loads and unloads the dishwasher. What ever I need, he helps me with it. I lose things all the time and he'll search for it until he hunts it down, if something of mine is broke, he fixes it for me. If I mention I'd like a DVD in the bedroom so I could do my exercises, he puts one there immediately. If I say I wish I had shelves over the dryer, he goes and gets what he needs and makes it immediately. What ever I need or want, he takes care of it for me and he's famous for his loving notes left around the house for me. So you see, I really do have a Valentine.
I found this reminder of what a great hubby he is just when I needed it most. Thank you God, I'm listening and I hear what you're telling me...Sorry about the whining.
Wednesday, August 05, 2009
I just got a copy of the bill for my fake eye, (more like a very thick contact, made to make me look normal) from the Dr to my insurance company. $3,100. I'm glad that I have it already because since it was a cosmetic procedure, if it were next year under national health plan, they would probably not give it to me. I am 70 years old and I would probably be denied because it's cosmetic and because of my age.
I just read through the info again and this eye only lasts 4.8 years, Lord, help me if health care passes.
Wednesday, August 05, 2009
I am not doing well. I feel defeated, discouraged, dismayed. 3.5 lbs gained since Aug 1st. What is wrong with me?? I don't wolf down tons of food, I do the right thing and gain, I'm just plain out of whack! Part of it has nothing to do with food. I am just plain bored. I have started going shopping to relieve my boredom. It's also a form of exercise, many steps when you examine each thing at a big department store. My hubby is a good man but can occupy himself for hours just doing his own thing. It's like living alone almost. I want to use the new motor home but can't get him to take it out. I don't hardly hear from my kids and I don't have any girl friends, this is from years of us just doing things by ourselves. I don't work so I can't really make friends, plus everyone my age is not really healthy enough to do anything. I'm thankful that I'm healthy enough to be bored. I've seen every program on TV 2-3 times. I watch news but it gets so depressing sometimes. I end up wondering if I'm going to be a throw away in the health care program. Nope, you're too old to do anything for. Can't have the operation or test you need, you don't have enough life left to make it worthwhile to spend the money. I try not to think about it. Maybe I'll just drive off, he won't miss me for hours. This is my blog, my thoughts. Sorry for the negativity...
Get An Email Alert Each Time BUGLET- Posts