Monday, November 15, 2010
The holidays are looming large before me now. It all seems to start this week. I'm hosting a surprise birthday party Friday for about 50 people. Saturday is our annual church soup cook-off. Then it's Thanksgiving and finishing the last of the Christmas shopping. Then the grandkids arrive a week before Christmas. The decorating has begun. We put up lights at our daughter's house yesterday and I'll be sorting through trees and decor there to see what I want to use here in our new smaller digs. She's living in our house (5400 sq ft) while we are in a condo (1450 sq ft) Needless to say the decor must be downsized along with everything else. Still, it's somehow daunting. I want everything perfect and beautiful. I want the focus on the beauty rather than all the food that is usually around. Maybe the games will take the place of so much munching. Anyway, that's my plan for now. Happy Thanksgiving, Merry Christmas, Happy New Year!!!
Friday, November 05, 2010
One morning two weeks agoI woke up eager to start the day of organizing our new place. But, first I thought I should go get the mail from the day before so I grabbed keys and went down to our lobby. When I got back to my floor I realized I had the wrong key to get back into my condo. It was so early and I felt really stranded. I knew the name of one of the women on my floor so went and knocked on her door. I learned the office keeps a copy of everyone's house keys. Praise God! My poor sweet neighbor hurried to get dressed - it was early - and we rescued me in short order. a week later my DH managed to lose a set of keys down the elevator shaft when his hands were full of tools from our storage area. How unlucky! I made copies of a few of mine, but when we learned that it would cost us $100 to get a new front door key I wanted to cry. My DH met up with one of the darling handy men in the building, but alas they were unable to retrieve the keys. So, imagine my surprise and delight when a man who doesn't reside in the building showed up at my door yesterday with the lost keys. Evidently he was servicing the elevator and our sweet handy many told him about the keys and he was able to retrieve from the elevator pit - whatever that means. So, we've both learned valuable lessons about all these different keys. We are so exhausted from all that goes with moving and I think both incidents happened because of that fatigue. Now, I'll try to use the carpenter adage - measure twice, cut once in my real life, but it will be 'think twice, act once'. I'm also trying to apply that to my eating practices. If I really think about it, I probably don't really want that unhealthy something. We were given brains for a reason. I think I'll put mine to better use!
Tuesday, November 02, 2010
After our recent move, mind you we still have some settling in to do, I noticed my clothes started to fit differently and I got into a size I hadn't worn in quite sometime. So, I wrote a SP secret to success for exercise titled 'Move'. It was written sort of tongue in cheek because moving to a new home every day really isn't an option. It's always an adventure, but there are so many difficult parts to it that I wouldn't recommend it to be added to anyone's personal daily exercise regimen. Having said that, I am trying each day to replicate some of those motions and some of that intensity that comes when time is of the essence. Bending, stretching, lifting, climbing, walking and getting down to and up from that very low floor all can become part of everyday activity. I never before thought of my little two step ladder as a piece of exercise equipment, but it makes a great one! Up and down, up and down, up and down and lug around. Lead with the left, lead with the right, up and down with all my might. I'm also beginning to realize that if I like the way I've arranged something once, I'll most likely get to do it again and again. My DH keeps finding little things to repair or improve upon. So, no matter how perfect I think something looks I'm very likely to come into a room to find it all scattered about so he could get to something he wanted to work on. In the beginning I got frustrated. Now I see it as an opportunity to 'move' some more. So far I've reorganized books, restacked dishes, taken down and put back all the clothes in our walk-in closet, taken out and replaced all the coats and sweaters in two other closets, moved a clock collection to three different locations, moved towels from linen closet to vanities, to dresser and once again find he has taken them out and stacked on my vanity so he could repair a part of the dresser. I may get to put those away again today, but I have no illusions that they will remain in place. Today I want to start putting up the artwork, mirrors and photos. That should give me a pretty decent arm workout and no doubt I'll be moving them about or repositioning them multiple times in the days and weeks to come. Move it, move it, move it! That's my new motto. Have a great day everyone!
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Happily, that scale indicates that the weight is slowly coming off. Some of my clothes are fitting better and I can get into smaller jeans again. All of this is terrific, but the very most exciting sign of success for me was when my sweet hubby noticed last night. He said I was looking better and better and wondered how much weight I had lost. Truly, it hasn't been all that much, about 15 pounds from my highest, but enough for him to notice. Hooray! Now, for me, that's success, and that is motivation.
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