Feeling Better

 That's maybe my one goal for the next year.  Feel better about myself.  Take better care of myself.  I feel like 2025 kicked the daylights out of me.  

This morning, I did something that I thought would make me scream. I tried on a pair of my jeans that I hadn't put on for a few years.  It wasn't as painful as I thought until it came to the zippering and buttoning but I thought ok. I can do this.  I laid on my bed and did it.  No, I'm not wearing them for crying out loud. I just wanted to see how they felt.  I don't think I could have done it a year ago.  

I hadn't weighed myself in the last month or so?  I wasn't over indulgent with food. I wanted a break from the stupid scale.  It didn't stop me from exercising which I do everyday.  It just stopped me from feeling bad.  I may feel bad when I do step on it again after this week but I'll keep working at it.

To anyone who comments on a person's weight?  Shut up.  Shut up if they lost weight or gained.  People should be loved no matter their size.  I'm so sick of the commentary if someone loses or gains.  Mind your own business.

I took a nap yesterday.  I thought I would feel more active having time off.  I felt kind of blah when I got home from my walk and tired.  I had to push myself to get out of the house.  I thought if I'm feeling tired, take a nap.  I earned it.  My mom was napping.  It was a nap time yesterday.

I do feel more motivated after I crunched my ab fat into a pair of jeans.  Funny how it's raining now.  Oh well.  I'll get outside and get fresh air if anything.  I thought I'd feel more motivated having time off and I feel almost bored the last day or so.  When I do have time off the weather is nice.  Looks like there might be some colder days later in the week.

I made an appointment for my hair cut on Friday.  I'm letting the grey come streaking in or it seems to be.  It'll be a good money saver this next year not to get it colored and see what happens.  It seems to be coming in like high lights which is kind of cool.

We tried to get Precious a cat bed and I don't think she wants anything to do with it.  She's snoozing on her stand next to me on her fleece blanket.  Cats are funny little creatures.

Here's to me playing in the rain this morning.  You can find me there.  

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