Tuesday, August 07, 2012
It's ridiculous how much I have spent on shoes in the last few months. First there were the fancy running shoes, now four pairs of steet shoes (actually, 2 pairs of shoes and 2 of sandals) that cost just as much for each pair. Even more ridiculous: after wearing those expensive shoes for the last few days, my feet not only feel 100% better, but I feel better in general. I didn't realize how much having that low grade pain with each step was affecting my general health and well-being.
In the meantime, I overate last night for dinner, including (wince) a turtle sundae (but yum, yum), but otherwise have been on track for four days now. In fact, I am so low on calories today that I really need to go eat something else.
Got to the gym today, and every treadmill was in use. Decided I would do 30 minutes on the stationary bike (not a favorite) but got watching MASH reruns and did a full hour. I know that is a strange motivator, but if I can find something entertaining on the TV I can keep going a lot longer.
Went to talk to the benefits office yesterday. The guy was very helpful and knowledgeable, but the news wasn't great. In order to maximize my retirement income, I need to work until I am at least 66 (I will turn 64 in October), and it will be less than I had thought and hoped. Basically, retiring is going to decrease my monthly income by about half, and I really don't have that much in savings. I have an IRA and an annuity, but both are small, and both were hit hard by the recession. Guess I need to concentrate on getting my budget under control. It isn't so much the shoes and stuff like that. It is the food. I am back to eating out almost every night. I have to get that under control again. I am spending a fortune on it, and while I am doing better keeping the calories at restaurants under control (grilled trout with vegies tonight), I could certainly cook and eat the same things at home for a lot less money.
After the benefits office, I went over to my doctor's office and got a "spot" removed. It has been there for years, but had started changing, and she thought it should come off. Believe it or not, that was really rather enjoyable. The doctor and nurse and I were chatting about clothes and clothes shopping. We all patronise GoodWill a lot, and had a long discussion of Bargains I Have Found. It was what is called a "shave biopsy", and hasn't hurt at all. It will also be nice to have the "spot" gone. It was really pretty ugly.
Of course, by that time it was after 6PM, I was over-hungry and tired, and was a little stressed about the news about my pension realities. That doesn't excuse the mini-binge (gyros, fries, and the turtle sundae), but it does explain it. I did get myself stopped after that, though, so it could have been worse.