Here it is June 22, and I haven't touched this blog since April 15th. I've been thinking about chronicling my journey to wellness, so I think I'll use this one for that.
Three days away from my mom's birthday. I haven't sent anything, and we have something to send; such is my procrastination. I'll talk to Jeff this evening about sending our portrait to her tomorrow. He can do it while I'm at the craft show.
I need to remember to get local honey while I'm in Grapevine. There are a good many people selling it, and I can leave my booth long enough to get some. Or Jeff can get it.
We talked last night about the sewing machine I want to buy. I saw it on Amazon. It a Brother, list price $459, but on sale at Amazon for $149. Perhaps tomorrow will be a good day at the craft fair and I'll earn some money for it. Maybe even the whole amount.
Jeff is so generous. He supports my "busby" (business-hobby) and doesn't demand any of the proceeds from my sales. Here's what I want to do with any money I make: 10% to God, 50% to household income, and 40% back into the business. That will make my finances "well."
Now for me. I've ballooned up to 200 pounds again, which I swore would never happen again. Understandable, being that I binged all day on Tuesday. Brownies (I ate a whole batch in 2 days!), peanut butter sandwiches, and those were on top of my regular food! I wanted to lose 10 pounds to get down to 180, but I lost it in the wrong direction. My goal weight is 150, but 50 lbs is a lot to lose! (I know I can; it will be the natural effect as I learn to get healthy.
So I'm studying nutrition. I want to eat a wide variety of foods and get my vitamins and minerals that way if possible. And I'm hoping that as I get healthier I'll be able to move more freely and not suffer from the constant pain that prohibits my exercising.
I don't like exercising. I think that's because it causes so much pain. I already live with chronic pain—I don't need anything to make it worse.
For breakfast I ate a piece of cinnamon toast and 1/2 piece of bacon. I forgot to tell Jeff I wanted to make a smoothie. At snack time (10:00 am) I ate about a cup of sliced strawberries with 1/2 cup of yogurt. Yummie!
I wish I could afford to go see a nutritionist. There's one right around the corner, and I could walk to sessions. But since I can't, I need to become my own nutritionist. Who knows? Maybe I'll be good at it!
Three days away from my mom's birthday. I haven't sent anything, and we have something to send; such is my procrastination. I'll talk to Jeff this evening about sending our portrait to her tomorrow. He can do it while I'm at the craft show.
I need to remember to get local honey while I'm in Grapevine. There are a good many people selling it, and I can leave my booth long enough to get some. Or Jeff can get it.
We talked last night about the sewing machine I want to buy. I saw it on Amazon. It a Brother, list price $459, but on sale at Amazon for $149. Perhaps tomorrow will be a good day at the craft fair and I'll earn some money for it. Maybe even the whole amount.
Jeff is so generous. He supports my "busby" (business-hobby) and doesn't demand any of the proceeds from my sales. Here's what I want to do with any money I make: 10% to God, 50% to household income, and 40% back into the business. That will make my finances "well."
Now for me. I've ballooned up to 200 pounds again, which I swore would never happen again. Understandable, being that I binged all day on Tuesday. Brownies (I ate a whole batch in 2 days!), peanut butter sandwiches, and those were on top of my regular food! I wanted to lose 10 pounds to get down to 180, but I lost it in the wrong direction. My goal weight is 150, but 50 lbs is a lot to lose! (I know I can; it will be the natural effect as I learn to get healthy.
So I'm studying nutrition. I want to eat a wide variety of foods and get my vitamins and minerals that way if possible. And I'm hoping that as I get healthier I'll be able to move more freely and not suffer from the constant pain that prohibits my exercising.
I don't like exercising. I think that's because it causes so much pain. I already live with chronic pain—I don't need anything to make it worse.
For breakfast I ate a piece of cinnamon toast and 1/2 piece of bacon. I forgot to tell Jeff I wanted to make a smoothie. At snack time (10:00 am) I ate about a cup of sliced strawberries with 1/2 cup of yogurt. Yummie!
I wish I could afford to go see a nutritionist. There's one right around the corner, and I could walk to sessions. But since I can't, I need to become my own nutritionist. Who knows? Maybe I'll be good at it!
