Monday, The Day After The Holiday Weekend..........

Monday - So tired..........

Good Morning Ladies.  I'm dragging this morning.  Usually, by this time Jim and I have made the trip to the clinic and back.  I woke up early enough, but fell back to sleep, and he's still sleeping. I love having Taylor for the weekend - but she sure tires us out.  I wouldn't trade her for the world though.  

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Got to run for now -- will check back later.

Mary

I, too, am dragging.  I spent way too much time outside and I am paying for it today with these dang allergies. 

I hope you ladies all have a good day. And for Vic, I continue to think about you often and hope you are getting the support you need.  We take these fragile men for better or worse and in sickness and health to death do us part and then we know that the odds for us outliving the guys is high and you would think we would be prepared but what you are going through with Butch has made me look at my own DH and realize that his health is held together through medication and with a tiny thread and every time he goes to see his urologists, I hold my breath...because you know how that works...it may be pushed away for a while but it does come back. 

Peace to you all but especially to you, Vic.

Well, I'm back from our daily trip.  We now bring Pookie along for the ride - he loves travelling in the car.  Neighbors must think I'm crazy - I must walk the guy a dozen times a day - trying to get him to do his "business".  It's funny in the mornings because the grass is wet and he doesn't like to get his belly wet.  He's such a small guy, that even when the grass is cut short, it rubs against his tummy.

Jeannie, you are so right about sometimes taking people in our lives for granted.  In going back over some of my posts, I find myself complaining about Jim, and it's really not fair of me to do that.  It's my choice to stay with him, and I have to accept him the way he is.  I've been comparing him to my husband Mick, and I have to remember they are two different men.  My happiness is in my hands, and it's up to me to do what I have to do make the right decisions. Like foodwise -- I'm the one who picks up the fork and eats what I eat - Jim isn't shoveling anything down my throat.  And it's up to me to take my medicines; and to get up and move; etc., etc., etc.!  Time to own up to my own behavior, and accept others for themselves.

I see my PCP tomorrow, and my Nutritionist later this week (I think) so I've got to "come clean" and move forward in the right direction.  I know my "honeymoon" phase is not over surgery-wise, because the other day I was eating some chicken, and paid the price for eating "one bite too many" -- I was in agony -- which was a good thing.  Time to start pre-planning again, and weighing and measuring.

So again, folks, thanks for accepting me and not being critical....something I must aim to do again.  Get my head out of the sand.

Hope everyone here is doing well.  Special prayers for dear Vickie, and of course all my sisters here who are facing challenges.  We have to be strong and lean on each other when we need to.

Love to all.

Mary 

Hi Mary and Jeannie and my OFF family:

Heard my alarm go off this morning and just couldn't get up to go to the Y ... went back to sleep and slept til 11. Guess I was just tired. I think the past week took its toll on me. Last night was no fun, either. Couldn't work for the first hour because the system was down. Then somehow there was another problem at the end of the night ... I was done but my jerk coworker had problems and so was even jerky than usual, even when I was trying to help him. 

Did anyone watch the Women's World Cup final? For a soccer game it was very exciting. (Not usually a soccer fan.) I watched it on my tablet at work ... turned it on late and it was already 2-0 ... wow, a lot of scoring early.

Well, not much else going on here. Work tonight, off for two days. I have a headache and really want to go back to bed. Waiting for the coffee to kick in. Usually I'm in the shower by now. 

Thinking of Vickie and Butch. Tell your loved ones you love them ... I have done that with my mom since my dad died ... we are not a kissy-touchy-feely family. But after dad died, something changed and we said the words and gave hugs and kisses. I think death changes everything. It wakes you up to what you'd miss.

Have a good day.