Thursday 6-27-19

Weight: 174.4 on old scale, 173.6 on new scale.

I'm feeling really good. I feel like "I can do this!" I am a little anxious about this weekend, though. Weekends are always tougher, and holiday weekends are worse. 4th of July stuff begins this weekend. I definitely feel deprived if I don't join in. So I think my strategy will be to try and get in some exercise, and jus****ch portions. I'll hate to see the scale go up, but I'm giving myself permission to be in maintenance this weekend. More of a lose the battle to win the war strategy. Hoping it doesn't backfire.

8700-some steps yesterday! Being at home sure does equal more activity for me. Between running errands, trying to pick up the house, and a nice walk yesterday evening, I almost reached my goal. I'd love to get 10,000 daily AND a short workout but I'm trying not to put too much on myself.

Today granite is being installed at my stepkids house so I need to be there for it. Other than that, lots of errands to run. Maybe sun tanning this afternoon if Charlotte goes down for a non-holding good nap. Can I just say what a good baby she is? It seems like every other night she sleeps 10 or 11-6am, and on the "bad" nights she's been waking up once around 4am to eat. She's 5 weeks old! Sooooo sweet.

And I'm trying to convince Rich to go to a patriotic concert in the park. Charlotte can go anywhere, and it will be around Becca's bedtime but hoping she could be good/run around outside for a bit. I'm very shocked by my fearless parenting attitude. It's so not me. But I feel confident and I like it! I think it comes from when Rich was commuting out of state for work. I had to do it. So now I know I can.

Good morning! I am waiting with DH for the bus to daycare. They have changed the schedule so it is much later which messes me up. I guess we will get used to it but it means that DH's breakfast is kind of late.

Daily eats are what we had yesterday, correct? I'll participate starting tomorrow because I didn't track yesterday. I was at a conference on Alzheimer's. DH was at a respite program at a local Memory Care unit. I always feel depressed after touring facilities and after these sessions for some reason. Also, I had to leave early because DH acted out and got angry and somewhat aggressive which he has never done with anyone other than family (has done fine in adult daycare). Possibly a personal care assistant gave more assistance than he felt comfortable with because he didn't know him/her? I need to call today and get more feedback on what occurred.

The bus just came so I have to get a shower and get ready to go for my annual boob squishing appointment.

Have a thinking Thursday!

I get the strategy of lose the battle to win the war. One strategy I use, if I am going to indulge, pick only homemade treats, and only things that are not readily available. Oreos, I can buy anytime, my Mom's 7 layer bars, only special occasions.

Yesterday I did some more yard work. I spent some time making my family a good home cooked meal from scratch (grilled chicken in a parmesan garlic cream sauce with sauteed porto belli mushrooms) .They loved it, and I found a small portion worked for me. I also helped my Son with a cover letter for a job application. He "wants to do it on my own", but he's making mistakes which could cause his application to be set in the no pile. Sigh. I explained everyone gets help with writing resumes etc, at the very least, asking someone to proofread. Some people hire a career coach! I also told him this is all about getting the interview. Once he reaches that stage he will absolutely do it on his own. So after some tussle, I think he has crafted a cover letter that is well written and professional, that he can easily modify to respond to the specific job requirements. Worrying, it never ends.

Poor Fergus has been throwing up with diarrhea since yesterday morning. I got him into the vet this morning and they are keeping him to run tests today. Poor baby, I'm sure all he wants is to hide behind the couch and sleep and here I've subjected him to the doggie hospital with all the poking and prodding he doesn't like. He's such a good boy, he'll let them, but I feel terrible that it stresses him out. I'm praying it's just a bug and not related in any way to his heart issue or the meds.

Aside from that, feeling pretty blue today. Will need to find something fun to do as Shel so often reminds us to make time for.

PS - I planted some strawberries yesterday. They are perennials, so we'll see if they like my garden and want to stick around...

Oh, sorry for Fergs troubles. It's so hard when we can't explain to them that what we're putting them through is really meant to help them. And I agree, taking Shel's advice is good for all of us. I'm going to Home Depot in a few minutes to buy supplies for a couple of projects I have in the works. Finishing them will be today's fun, or if not "fun" , will give me a feeling of satisfaction.

Update, The Ferg has pancreatitis and inflammation of his intestines. Strange as he doesn't get table food or fatty food. So more prescriptions and some prescription low g/i food as well as some subcutaneous fluids. I hope he's feeling better soon!

Poor Ferg - if it isn't one thing it's another.

Oh, poor baby! Not fun at all! Glad you took him in and decided not to see if it would pass on its own. You're such a good mama!

Get better Ferg! Deck lounging days are coming your way soon.