Tuesday, August 24, 2010
It's dangerous to work too hard, time to STOP and YIELD to the pressure of needing a night off! And that's just what we did -- spent a lovely, relaxing 1-1/2 hours at the Red Lobster with two dear friends. My B/F pigged out on lobster, but I stayed faithful to my teachings at SP and ordered a Caesar Salad with grilled chicken. And it was satisfying and I was happy afterward that I had not splurged.
So what did I accomplish today? My great room is totally finished and looking good. All furniture that will be moved has been pushed into the tile areas of the home awaiting the movers. I think it's going to look great. All the dining room chairs have been taken to the BF's home, all the good dishes (old ones are going to stay because it's being offered "fully furnished.") Half of my clothes have been taken over; most of the canned food out of the pantry, and now it's time to decide which pictures stay and which go. Of course the oil portrait of ME went right away (after all, what renter wants to look at that? - lol) and now as I look around the house I'm wondering if I've been moving stuff for the past 3 days how can there be so much stuff left?
I ate pizza last night and gained weight -- I think my resistance was very low, and I succumbed to a temptation (first pizza in about 2 years) and to think it used to be something I ate about once a week. How we change, right?
Tomorrow I go for a check-up for new contacts (eyes) and have to go to BF's home to make sure all the hutches and drawers are empty for the things that are being moved on Wednesday. And on Wednesday also the painter is scheduled to arrive at 7:00 a.m. (OMG!) to paint the Master Bedroom! Lots going on that day, but not too much tomorrow, so I think I'll be able to handle it.
Three Days to "M" Day --
Sunday, August 22, 2010
I think the hardest thing to committing to a person when you are a mature person (at 71 I hope I'm "mature") is that one of you has to move. Now if it's just a little apartment, it may not be so bad; but if the person moving has been there for five or more years there can be a serious rat-packing problem and we all know what that means!
In the last couple of days I have thrown away about 20 pounds of magazines that I have never even opened the covers on, numerous blouses that I have not worn for at least 2 years, shoes that are no longer even in style, enough phone and other electronic connectors to start a small store (don't know what half of them even go to) plus I have taken books to donate to the Library, filled 2 boxes for donations and for the big stuff, I have Big Brothers/Big Sisters coming on Wed. with a truck! My garbage can was so heavy it barely rolled out to the curb!!
Hearing all of that you know who the one is that's moving. Of course on the other end of this two-some is George who is frantically sorting through scads of HIS stuff, knowing I will have "stuff" that needs to be stored also. And throughout this chaos there is the dread in his heart that furniture is going out, furniture is coming in -- he doesn't know which or where, but it's happening. At this point he doesn't care if it sells, or if he has to give it away -- he just wants it gone!
I asked him if it was OK to paint the master bedroom before bringing my bedroom furniture over (it's too heavy to move once it's in place) and he got this pained look on his face and asked carefully, "What color were you thinking of? It's not going to be something crazy, is it?" I assured him it was not "crazy" but a very soft Seafoam -- which of course, being a guy meant absolutely NOTHING! Men always wonder why we use words like mauve, chartreuse and violet; why can't we just say pink, green or purple!
Today I moved one really big, really heavy sofa off the carpeted area and into the tiled area of the great room; then moved the sofa table (glass with a marble pedestal) and one leather easy chair -- getting ready to vacuum and then using the carpet cleaner my daughter had given to me last year. It does a terrific job and everything will be fresh and clean. Got that all done, it is now dry and I just vacuumed it. Now to move the sofa back in from the garage that I had last year (which will be fine for a rental -- I was just tired of looking at it). Needless to say the movers went through the front door when they put it there, but being one fairly small person, there was no way I could maneuver it through the front door. My only hope was to go through the garage door leading to the great room. I measured the door and it would fit if I went through sideways -- and with super human strength I got it through (determination ladies!). I also moved 2 more of the dining room chairs over to my BF house along with 2 end tables. I brought back 2 of his end tables and a lamp, so it's starting to shape up.
I also reached the same mover who worked so hard for me last time and he said he could be available on either Thursday or Friday -- perfect. Whew! Four more days to go -- I'll keep you posted.
Saturday, August 21, 2010
I recently received this in an email and it reminded me of all the good friends I have acquired while on Spark People. So to all of you that I correspond with daily, and to those I don't hear from or write to as often, you are all thought of frequently, and you've enriched my life tremendously!
Though your face
I've never met
and your "given name "
I do not know
There is no room for doubt
of our bond
We're more than friends.
We're family, ya' know?
And not one of you
would I erase
for family is a permanent thing.
We are more than friends.
and that's a blessed and glorious thing!
I love U !
I wake up in the morning ,
And can hardly wait to see
If I've received a mailing,
Addressed from you to me.
I get my 'puter running
And much to my delight,
our poems, jokes and other things
Come quickly into sight.
Please keep those emails coming,
They are so enjoyable you see
Funny things, friendly things
Those things you mail to me.
But most of all the fun of it,
Is knowing that they came.
From you, my friend, to me!
I give this little tribute to all my friends in Sparkland and to others (if they happen to see)! I appreciate your friendship!!
Thursday, August 19, 2010
If you expected to join Spark People and reach your goal in six months, that's great! But expecting it (wanting it) and doing it are two different things. I have been on here for a little over two years and I'm not quite there yet.
Yes! I've made a lot of progress! I feel so much better, I look so much better and I feel that I am healthier. I'm certainly smarter, the articles and blogs are terrific to teach you things you needed/wanted to know. I know that I eat much healthier foods than I ever did before. And some of the foods (habits) that I indulged in before Sparks are not even in my mind any longer. I don't think about them, I don't crave them, and I never eat them! To me that alone is a big step toward progress!
I have watched some of the newcomers when they first join, and the pounds come rolling off and I'm impressed. But perhaps what I should do is check back on them in six months and see how they're doing. My motto is "Never Give Up!" not if you binge, backslide, not even if you quit completely. Pick yourself up and get back on that horse -- think of it this way; two steps forward and one back. That way you can forgive yourself if you backslide a bit. As long as you are better than you were you are making progress!
Saturday, August 14, 2010
If it wasn't for my dog, I'd be fat. She is the biggest motivator I have in my life. She looks at me with expectation and love in her eyes first thing in the morning. What she wants is to go for a walk. And she's not the type that dilly dallies along, sniffing at anything and everything -- no, sir! She steps right along, so I work up a sweat before we get back home (her legs are short, but so are mine) lol
She keeps a close watch on the clothes I'm wearing, but especially on what shoes I put on. And when I slip on my tennis shoes she begins to get excited; by the time I reach for her leash she is beside herself, barking and running in circles! There are times I wish I had her enthusiasm for a walk, and sometimes, on those rare days, I DO!
She also has the bad habit of begging food from me, but every morsel that slips into her mouth is one less that goes into mine. And you know what? She eats every little snip and morsel of fat that adorns a steak or a chop. Now, I ask you -- what kind of loyalty is that?
When I give thanks for all the good things in my life before going to sleep, believe me, Amber is at the top of my list. You DO have a dog, don't you? Don't miss out on one of life's greatest relationships -- get one! And come and visit me at "I Love Dogs" -- I'll even let you join my Team!
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