I Hate Being Lazy

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I am ashamed.

There! I said it. I am ashamed of how fat I’ve gotten. My friends say they can’t see it, but I can feel it AND see it. I’m a diabetic, so I really need to do better. I know what my weaknesses are and I’ve learned how to combat them. It’s just a matter of doing the hard work.

OK. So today, I’m starting with a new app called Simple. Have any of you used it before? It’s an intermittent fasting app and I’m really hoping it helps keep me mindful of what and when I’m eating. I really need to lose a good 30lbs so, every little bit helps. I am also trying to get in 100 ounces of water a day! I’ve done this before and it really helps, but you know, I get lazy and stop.

No more. Time for changes. Lord, I need your help!

PTSD: No Laughing Matter

You know, PTSD and anxiety are funny things (not literally funny though). They can make you uneasy about the most mundane of things. I’ve been sitting here all day stressing about going in to get labs done tomorrow.

No, I’m not concerned about what the labs will show, or encountering COVID, I’m just anxious about “going out of my house”. Strange, isn’t it? It’s like the entire day before an appointment, I must find ways to relax and destress and try not to think about “the big tomorrow”!

Yes, I do recognize the symptoms when they come up, but it’s still not easy to combat them sometimes. For me, it comes down to changing the way I think about things. Why should leaving the house be stressful? I should think of it as a good thing, a change of scenery. And the weird this is, whenever I do go out, it always makes me feel better! It’s like I’m afraid of a good thing.

Oh well, it is what it is.

I can only be who I am.

Life Changes: My Dog Moki

My Dog Moki

It’s been awhile since my last post, but here I am. This blog and my others in the past, have really been a blessing to me. Sometimes I just need a place to put my thoughts.

It’s been 2 years since I started retirement. You would think adjusting to something so wonderful would be easy, but it’s not. Sometimes I still struggle with my stress level (we have a new puppy) and other times I fight with my depression. But I am so thankful to God for my life and all of my blessings!

We moved to a new city in February this year, and it has really been a good move for me. I’m not constantly worried. I’m less afraid of going out here and I feel more at home. We downsized, but even that has been good for me!

Thank you Lord for this day!