Tuesday, July 23, 2013
Well, I've gotten down from 236 to 219, which I'm very happy about, but for the past couple of weeks I've been stuck there. Measurements haven't changed either. This is odd, since I'm up to walking about 15 miles a week and my eating has been good.
I've started by looking at my sodium levels, which I haven't paid any attention to for quite a while. I'm doing a little bit of fine-tuning, but for the most part they're fine. The next thing, of course, is looking at my calorie range. I'm not sure whether I need to go up or down, so I'm probably just going to need to pick one and see what happens. For any of you who haven't run into this (I know that some of you know just what I mean), sometimes you don't lose because you're not eating enough. It seems crazy, but its true. More than once, I've found that eating more - we're only talking about a couple hundred calories usually - was what it took to get the scale and other measurements moving. I'll still probably try going down before I try going up, but they're both on the table.
A good thing is happening in my neighborhood that I know will help me. We're getting a Planet Fitness! They won't open until September, but for now the initial fee to join is $1. There will be an annual fee of $29 and it'll cost $10 per month. No contract. So, if I belong for a whole year it'll cost $150. I stopped by their temporary office yesterday and signed up. I'm so looking forward to having a gym again! It worries me to commit myself to spending money, but some things are worth it and this is one of them. (Yes, I still need to find more work)
Monday, June 10, 2013
One of the things that I was happy to see, when my belongings arrived, was my scale. I knew that my weight was way up, but I had no idea how high it was. I was saddened when I got on the scale on May 10 and saw a weight of 236 pounds. I don't think that this is the most I've ever weighed, but its the highest number I've ever seen on a scale.
Its different for each of us, but for me the scale is an integral part of getting and staying on track. I have no intention of getting down to where I've been told my weight should be. The high end of my recommended weight range is 137 pounds, but the lowest I've gotten was 147, and I couldn't stay there for long. I think that for me 150 is a reasonable goal.
Since I got on the scale that day, I've been tracking and being mindful about my eating. As my weight came up, sometimes creeping and sometimes rocketing, I've always been pretty active. Since I moved, I've gotten back to being more consistent. For me, though, the terrible eating habits that I'd fallen back into were the problem. In the month since then, I've lost 10 lbs. Only 75 lbs left to go. Ugh. Its a long way and I know it won't happen anytime soon. I need this though. I feel so much better when I'm eating healthy, and I so want to be able to wear the smaller clothing I've got stored. Its been frustrating to both not be able to fit into the clothing I already owned and not be able to afford to buy new clothing that did fit. The size 18 shorts I have are getting big but the 16s I have aren't quite comfortable yet, though I can wear them.
I'm hesitant to say that I'm sure I'll be able to stay on track. I have a long road ahead of me. At least I've made a good start.
Friday, May 10, 2013
Since much of what I own spent the past year in storage in Seattle, moving into an apartment has been a 2-part saga. First I moved myself in with some furniture and just the basics, and then a month later the things that had been stored arrived.
I moved to Maryland last year with the basics - most of my clothes, the reference books and files I needed for my business ventures, my computers, scanner, and printer... that sort of thing. I had mistakenly included a box of bedding with that group, which worked out really nicely as I used the blankets in that box quite a bit. All of those things came in about 20 boxes. I acquired a few things while I was in Maryland, so everything I moved to Virginia with filled two cars (SUVs - I didn't do THAT well).
I bought some furniture from the prior tenant of my apartment and have borrowed some things from my sister and some from my mom's house. I finally took possession of a cedar chest I bought decades ago that has spent at least the last 20 years at my mom's house.
The things that were still in Seattle - the rest of my books, all my kitchen stuff... turned out to be much more than I remembered. It was mostly at my brother-in-law's cabinetmaking shop and once my sister (other sister) and brother-in-law made a list, there were about 50 boxes! It would have been very expensive to ship all of those UPS, but luckily my brother has an account with Yellow Freight for his business and often ships things. It was still expensive, but not as bad. The container arrived last Thursday. My brother and my mom came down from Pennsylvania on Friday with the furniture from their house. Once we unloaded that, my brother and I picked up the freight container and brought it back to my place.
I would have been shot if I'd stopped to take pictures while we were unloading, but you can see how big the thing was...
And here's my living room full of boxes...
Over the weekend I started sorting and unpacking, starting with the kitchen. Not only did I have dishes, pots and pans, etc. to unpack but of course most of it needed to be washed as it came out of the newspapers it had been packed in - especially since my dishes, casserole dishes, and even most of my mugs are WHITE. Well, now they're white again.
My sister Peg came up on Tuesday and Thursday to help and even took some things home with her to wash in her dishwasher. By the time we were done on Thursday I pretty much had my living room back.
to where you can mostly see the cedar chest...
I haven't unwrapped the coffee table yet and there are a few boxes of tchotchkes hiding in the corner...
and even through we stacked some shelves 2 rows deep, there are still a few boxes of books that I'm going to need to either find homes for or get rid of...
But things are much better and surrounded by my own things I really feel as though I live here now!
And one more thing I should say. I am so glad to have the help of my family in doing this. I won't say that there hasn't been a cross word, but there has been more love and help than getting on each other's nerves. I am VERY lucky to have a great support system!
Thursday, April 11, 2013
The next step in my saga - I moved from Maryland to Virginia and into my own apartment!
Let me just say, over and over again, how lucky I am. My family has helped me at every step along the way and they're still helping.
I finally admitted to myself that the research business isn't going to support me anytime soon. So, I had to adjust my goals and adjust all of my thinking along with it. If I wasn't going to rely on the research business, I really had to be living somewhere where I could get other work, and get to other work. I still want to be able to get to Washington, DC to do research, but if its not my main source of income I just need to be able to get there and back in the same day, with enough time in between to do research.
There were a couple of big factors in trying to find a place to live in DC that were pretty daunting. One was that its a very expensive place to live and the other was that I didn't know the area and I was concerned about finding a safe place to live. Once I started to think about a few trips to DC a month rather than a daily commute, I could look at places that were less expensive and safer. I decided that one way to look around for places that were easy to make that trip from was to use the Amtrak schedules. So, I started playing with the website - looking to see which cities outside of Washington had Amtrak service that would allow me to get in and out of the city on the same day. As I came up with a list of places, I'd search the web on each place and see what I could find out about the town. I don't have a car and I didn't want to be in a position where I had to buy one, so I wanted to live somewhere where I could walk and where there was some local public transit.
After looking around a bit and conferring with some friends and family who live or have lived in some of these places, I came up with one really good candidate - Fredericksburg, VA. I was able to check crime reports, look at lists of apartments for rent, read the daily newspaper, and look at maps. It had the additional benefit of being about an hour from where one of my sisters lives outside of Richmond and of being right on an Amtrak line. From Fredericksburg I can get a train to Richmond to see my sister, a train to Wilmington, DE or Philadelphia to visit my mom or my friends, and even a train to Norfolk to visit a favorite aunt (who is 93). It was only after I'd been looking around for a while that I realized that there's another commuter rail line that runs into DC and is less expensive than Amtrak.
Finally my sister and I spent a few hours there on a couple of different days, figuring out where things were and how I'd get around. We even looked at one apartment. We spent that weekend in Pennsylvania at my mom's house and by the time we were headed back south I had an appointment to see 2 more apartments. My mom came along and we were able to show her the apartments and the city. All of us were sure that this could be the right place, but we couldn't really get excited about the apartments we'd seen so far. About a week later, another apartment was listed and we really liked this one.
With help from my sister and brother-in-law, I was able to get the apartment and moved in on April 1. We acquired some furniture from the prior tenant and I have more furniture to come from my sister's and mom's houses. I've started looking for work and doing all of those little things to get used to my new home. I've still got a ways to go, but things are definitely looking up.
Wednesday, January 02, 2013
I know, I'm supposed to be starting the year with an optimistic, upbeat message. While I can't say I'm there, its better than it sounds.
I've been at my mom's house since Dec. 22. I'd hoped to be "home" by now, but it just hasn't worked out that way. There were things I wanted to do here and things she wanted me to do here.... and this morning we acknowledged that its silly for me to go home on Jan. 4 when I plan to come back up for a Jan. 12 memorial service, especially since my sister has told me that she can't give me a ride up here and I'm not sure how hard it'd be to arrange another ride. So, I'll stay, probably until Jan. 13. Sort of makes me want to scream, but I think we'll work it out okay.
My mother is 88 and my step-dad is about 85. My mother lost count of how many people she knew who died during 2012, but she's pretty sure that its between 15 and 20. I've never seen her so rocked by this, but this is by far the worst year she's had so far. At least her sisters, who are 91 and, as of tomorrow, 93 are still with us. I know that losing her sisters will really knock her feet out from under her, so I'm glad we're not dealing with that yet. (that and, y'know, wanting to have them around as long as possible because we all love them... and all that ) My step-dad has lost 2 of his sons (that's half of his children) and his sister in a little over a year.
The more time I spend here the more I have to face what life is like for them now. They're both hard of hearing and forgetful. Neither of them is steady on their feet and they both tire easily. My mother is really very healthy - she's just 88. My step-dad is diabetic and has heart and back problems, and he doesn't do a very good job of taking care of himself. We will all be very surprised, including my mom, if she doesn't outlive him. My mom has been having problems with a knee. One doctor wants to replace it, but she and another doctor agree that anesthesia is a huge risk at her age. We've had good news on that front. They're giving her injections that are supposed to replace the lost cartilage (or at least feel like it), and she has started exercise classes. The plan is to strengthen the muscles around the knee and also work on her balance - all much needed. The best news is that she is enjoying it.
For me, things are much (too much) the same. I've had no research work in about a month. At least I've had a little bit of bookkeeping work for my brother-in-law, which got me through last month and might get me through this month. I have ads in 2 publications that will start within the next couple of months (one Jan/Feb publication and one quarterly publication, so not sure just when we'll see them), courtesy of a friend who gave me a badly needed and unsolicited business loan. I hope that'll help, as I really need more work. The good news, so far, is that my mom has offered to help with rent for the first few months, so once my income starts coming up I will be able to move to a better location sooner than I would be able to otherwise. One of my sisters has offered to cosign a lease for the first year, but she's already helped me a lot financially and can't help much more, so I have to get at least partway there myself. Where I've been living in southern MD is just too far away from... anywhere... to be a long-term solution. I can't get temp work from there to supplement the research and the bookkeeping, so I've been stuck in a catch-22 for months now. Now if I can just manage to shove the door open a little, things should start to fall into place to make things much better.
So, we're all dealing with ongoing issues, but we are pretty much upbeat and optimistic.... not really a bad way to start a new year.
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