So I haven't posted in several days. I was busy making merry & sitting on my bum – and frankly, forgot I had a blog. Heh. But now Dr. M and I are home so I'm going to try to get back into a routine. One that involves a lot less of Amy's German Chocolate Upside Down Cake, and a little more exercise. Although I was astounded to get on the scale this morning & discover that I only weigh one more pound than the last time I checked two weeks ago. Astounded I say! I'm pretty sure my scale is insane – but it makes me happy anyway.
After spending a week at my dad's house we are realizing just how small our place is. This is a blessing and a curse. I like that I don't have to walk very far from the washing machine to the closet. But there's nowhere for Dr. M to hide from me. Bwahahaha! I sat at my computer muttering to myself all morning (catching up on Quicken & bill paying does that to me) & he just had to sit there & take it. Wait - could this be the reason he's the Watering Man in the summer?
I have turned into one of Those People. After all of my high finance, I needed to go to the bank and the post office. I bathed this morning, but to leave the house I just brushed my hair & headed out in my sweat pants. No makeup. No structured pants (really, it's not polite of me to go running around in sweat pants). I didn't go to Walmart, but I'm sure I would have had my picture taken for that website if I had. You know the one – where unsuspecting fashion morons are highlighted for all the world to see. I am a fashion moron. And you know? It's not really that I don't know what I look like. I just don't care. Wow – maybe I should make more of an effort just for Dr. M. Poor guy!
Perhaps that will be my New Year's Resolution – do not leave the house without makeup & jeans (at least until I've lost enough weight that the view of my backside in sweatpants isn't cringe inducing).
Well, I'm off to compose a Poetry Bus gem. I'm sure it will be fabulous. I think I'm going to write a song!