I had to take another sick day yesterday to take care of an
ailing Boop. She had had peas for dinner the night before; so the bed looked
like a scene from a Linda Blair movie. I’ve been washing my hands so much that
they feel like scrub brushes.
Mom has always said that there are givers and takers. I
don’t exactly believe that. I’m not sure that gives appropriate credit to the
enablers. Well, I just try not to be a taker, but it’s very tempting sometimes.
For me at work, the issue is more barriers and facilitators. So with the end of
the year, and my various failures at work weighing heavy, I seek reinvention.
I have a couple of guy friends who are out on big adventures,
P in Antarctica and J in India. P has the distinction of being the only guy to
ever stand me up; I doubt he knows that. He did eventually show up, though. Anyway.
I hope they find what they are looking for. A change of context helps, but I
doubt I’ll need to freeze my rear off to accomplish change.
I hooked up my old Wii last week, which Boop likes. I hadn’t
been on Wii Fit since before I had Boop, probably very early in my pregnancy.
Fortunately, I’m about where I was then; I just need to try to get back to the
weight I was about 6 months before I got pregnant. My teeth are straightening
out. Superficial. I know I need bigger change. Hopefully change for the better.
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