Saturday, July 09, 2011
Confessions. Compelling yet completely humbling: I've been freewheeling for about 2 months. Weighed myself a week ago (it took real courage, I tell you) and how surprised to see it had moved slightly DOWN since last time. Wow. I can actually tackle this heavy weight on my shoulders (nice unintended pun). And up the ante, I'm sure!
Not to add any pressure, I've slowly started reading SP posts after a 2 months abstinence. After ignoring friends for a couple of months, one feels a little sheepish on your return, you know. Good to know there are still people out there who haven't given up the struggle, but I may have to work on my friendship skills ...
At least I hosted a 'Tannie Tea' today (Tannie = affectionate diminutive of Aunt or older female friend in Afrikaans, my mother tongue).
My goodness, it takes a firm resolve to invite a group of octogenarians around for soup and sandwiches! Early in the morning the phone calls started with feeble voices explaining why blood pressure/arthritis/failing sight/a tight chest prevented attendance. (Ironically, these same ones will lament in a month or so that "Nobody EVER invites me to their home!") Tried my best to coax them, but not very successfully. Felt a little deflated (especially when meeting some at the supermarket later, looking quite perky!)
Be that as it may, I had to remind myself to focus on the 11 who pitched up. More happiness in giving and all that! And we had such fun, sharing experiences and inspiration and singing songs together (even though many of us can't hold a note to save our lives! ;-)
So tonight I feel a little tired, but totally satisfied, happy to look for more ways to reach out to others instead of thinking only of my own difficulties. Always puts things into perspective.
But I still have to face that scale!