It’s Friday and I’m happy about that because there’s something particularly challenging about slogging through a January work-week. Lack of sunlight, yes, but I’m convinced all those new year, new budget cycle spreadsheets and projects have something to do with it, too. OK – so here goes:
1 **Language warning** but this made me laugh and snort my coffee:
2 Home parties? Hate them. This is the time of year (long winter, folks are bored, I get that) that I get a bunch of invites to parties selling stuff I have no interest in. Carrying stuff. Crafting stuff. Cleaning stuff. Jewelry stuff. More. Stuff. I have enough stuff. I don’t even like the stuff I have. I don’t want more. Make it stop.
3 Had a lab follow-up appt with my Doctor yesterday. This was to compare lab results from November to now. My total cholesterol is down 22pts, blood sugars are down 20 (not pre-diabetic but hovered close to it), Vit D is up, Thyroid stabilized (on meds ) and the best part was my Doc saying “I see no reason to change what you’re doing, it’s obviously working for you!” – Also – no recent resp infections (I had 5 last winter!). On the Wheat Belly way of eating I’ve shrunk – lost 10 lbs, 11″ and all BODY ACHES + chronic pain and inflammation. I’m eating yummy real foods and today marks my 25th Day … not going back.
Picture on the Left taken Dec 29th, picture on right taken Jan 27th! ( My motivation to change here: Sisters don’t need words )
4 Had a wonderfully hilarious soul-fulfilling afternoon with a dear friend this past week (the day that picture above was taken). We laughed and talked and laughed again. We commiserated, strategized, supported and plotted. I don’t know many like her – maybe 3 – and when I get the opportunity to be with her my soul sings. I see the possibilities. I realize that this is what I yearn for – a pal and a confidante who knows full well that the worst decisions always make the best stories and that a few hours of “chick-chat” can beat years of therapy. Here’s to soul-sisters and great friends!
5 Something else happens when you finally put yourself on that stupid “to-do” list you’ve been carrying forever: you become a little kinder. To yourself. You start to appreciate all the nonsense your poor body has tolerated because of your choices over all these years. And when it quietly whispers “thank you” and begins to function again as it was designed to do you catch yourself in a puddle of tears -tears of gratitude for what’s to come.
And how was your week?