More apocalypse, less angst
I’m doing a weekly program at the YWCA right now which I signed up for in January to help motivate myself back into daily workouts – something I was in the groove on for almost three years before I just petered out and stopped… Continue Reading “It’s a month for loving yourself!”
I’m very seriously trying to figure out how to make it down to four days a week after I get some debt paid off (hopefully this summer – fingers crossed). I suspect this means tracking all my spending and then determining how frivolous I… Continue Reading “Cash dieting.”
Oh glorious garlic! Like all my bulbs right now, peeking through the soil in an early attempt to establish. A reminder that the yard isn’t always going to look as grey and mucky as it does right now.
It’s hard to know what to say on one’s own birthday – so I will record this about the 1st day of my 38th year instead: I had breakfast in bed. There is fresh snow on the mountains and the sun is shining. My… Continue Reading “This is my day.”
You know you’re getting old when after a “hard-partying” weekend you’re mostly feeling ill from the effects of refined sugar. While it is true that I drank upwards of a bottle of red wine on Saturday night, I’m pretty sure that this Monday-morning hangover… Continue Reading “Almost 38.”