Or, rather, the "stayed-the-same-and-I'm-grateful" report.
When I slipped on the ice on Monday and subsequently couldn't run, walk or lift anything, I took that as a license to comfort myself (with Aleve, a heating pad and food), stop journaling and generally slide back into my old, familiar ways.
My new healthy lifestyle isn't my go-to position. Yet. Add to that the mountain of cookies and candy I'm making for Christmas and I'm sure I don't have to spell it out for you.
Today is a new day, though, and I feel renewed. Also too busy to worry about it. We're getting flu shots this morning and replacing the hand mixer (a cheap one I've had for years) I broke making the peanut butter part of Buckeyes. (In Ohio we called them Buckeyes. Here in West Virginia they call them peanut-butter balls. I think.) I still have gifts and treats to finish making and the oranges I ordered last month came yesterday, which means … marmalade! I love marmalade, and so does my husband, so I'm looking forward to making many jars.
Never a dull moment around here. Hope you're staying busy. And warm. The temperature is supposed to climb back above freezing tomorrow, and I'm going to take that as a sign that I need to try another outdoor walk. Also, the next time we're in the city we're going to look at a new piece of exercise equipment. The treadmill is 15 years old and on its last legs.
Kind of like me. Heh.