Saturday

A gorgeous Saturday. Jack decided to do a lot of yard work, and expected me to keep up with him. I didn't. I did a poop patrol, and I gathered up sticks so the lawn could be mown. He worked himself into a froth from 8 am till 3 pm. I cannot imagine him retiring. It will be a nightmare.

But I also made 2 dozen omelet muffins and set up the pulled pork. Yummy stuff.

I really ache and ache today. I don't know why. I think my knee gel is wearing off, and my feet are killing me.

The CPAP machine says I slept 10.2 hours last night. It  keeps me up. It took me 2 hours to fall asleep.

I bought into a weight control app called NOOM. It talks to me to remind me to do stuff, I guess like a FitBit would. It doesn't demand a lot. I log what I eat and read articles. I did lose 3 pounds in the last few days. We'll see. I don't have a lot of faith in it, but I'll keep at it along with the gym.

All By Myself

Jack's in Germany, so I have the days to myself. I went swimming for a whole hour in peace and quiet. It felt great. Leisurely ~ that's how I roll.

I also committed to training Corbin on leash, so I bought a claw collar or whatever they're called. It seemed to work in demo, so I'm going to practice with him now that the weather is turning.

And I signed up for something called NOOM, which is supposed to be a weight-loss community that will change the way I move and eat.

Then I went out and had two gyros and a jamocha shake at Arby's, which I'm pretty sure isn't on the NOOM menu, but I felt like it.

Such a busy day! What to do, what to do.

Pretty cool thing happened Saturday. It was Reilly Raider's show, and I had Bracken AND BSGK. Reading Bucs were also there, so we got to spend a few minutes with Cellucci! And while I was talking with Tommy, Diane from Bracken came up and began gushing about the work I've done with Bracken to Tommy. I was pretty chuffed! It's nice to feel valued.

Moving Forward

It occurred to me last night that I was pretty content. And today I feel a bit happy even.

Life Continues

We went to NABBA and had a good weekend. I did something I probably shouldn't have by telling Don about Jack's affair. He took it like Don would -- "Okay." and a wag of his head. The band was phenomenal Saturday night, and the crowd was on its feet before the last chord. It was more than electric, it was downright radioactive. Fantastic performance. They took second because of a bad bit of trombones on Friday.

Now it's time to gear up for drum corps. I have a show with Blessed Sacrament and Bracken on the 21st. And I don't have the air or lip for either. But I'll get there and do the job.

I haven't been writing though, and I do need to push that now. It's ridiculous that I'm halfway through the novel and can't seem to push forward. It's not laziness. It's avoidance, for sure. Fear, a little.

Definitely depression too. I haven't showered since last Friday, and this is Tuesday. Shame on me, but I don't care.

Life continues.