Why Didn’t I Get It Right??

gallon water day
beneficial one 
health wise
counted bottles eight
goal complete erroneous
1-2-8 ounces gallon

Yesterday I thought this was a good idea
Small 8-ounce bottles H2o lined up for day
I didn’t include water used for cups of tea
Rather figured better to count plain water
I thought this goal seemed a bit too easy
Surprise to learn I’d met my goal halfway
As one gallon of water contains 128 ounces
How could I have forgotten the calculations
Quite a light bulb moment for me this morn
I guess I’ll have to settle for one half the goal.

Humor – letter to me

While reading my last chosen book for the 2021 Goodreads

challenge I did many suggested workbook exercises.

Reality: ‘All the questions & answers, all the lists, all the

drawings and the letters to myself were ‘beneficial’.

I had to be 100 percent onboard and honest to feel

the gain/reward.

Random page from my journal ‘Happy Thoughts’

contains a letter I wrote to my body. It’s soo much

better to feel good about yourself.

The day I wrote the following I had a good laugh.

Dear Body,

You are old and tired now.

I remember when I used to take better care of you.

What happened? Life! Ageism. Depression.

Although I make honest efforts to forge ahead,

re-starting an exercise regimen combined with

healthy eating I doubt I’m going to approve of

the image in the mirror.

Wear a bikini (heck no) related thought = dread.

The stomach of this body carried four children on

the inside and I have a ‘roadmap’ to nowhere for

proof on the outside.

True, I’m unique and special – look at the previous

exercise, a long list of hobbies I tried throughout

my life and all the accomplishments.

Truth is: ‘I don’t like being old’; however, I’ll continue

my ‘old in years – young at heart’ portrayal.

I pray I can keep a positive mindset – one day at

a time future.

‘It’s okay to love myself and demand respect’ even

when the mirror image is a bit bothersome and tad

scary.

This journal entry portrays mixed emotions.

One has to put themself in a good frame of

mind and enjoy today’s journey at whatever

stage of life.

To compare oneself to the younger generation

is a waste of time since the biological clock

moves in one direction, forward.

The Dreaded Process Xs 2

Three words: decide, commit and repeat

  1. No longer could I live in this manner; it’s unwise and unhealthy.
  2. Reluctantly, I admitted to myself it was time to hire professionals.

30-day challenges ahead:

  1. Social Media Detox
  2. Declutter the apartment
  3. Self-carebudget more time for self

It took me quite awhile to find the proper photo today coupled with toggling
back and forth between block and classic editing. 

Unfortunately, my budgeted computer time is about to expire and from past

experience  I’m fully aware:

I’m on my own to continue to clean up a sordid

life mess. 

Next post I’ll discuss my feelings on Part1 of this long overdue journey.


Fixed incomes don’t appreciate too many out-of-pocket expenses!!

What a Week – Wait Not Over Yet!

Stopped in noon hour to take a peek – suggestions / prompt challenges submission

next week.

Two days of dismay working with technological issues was one heck of an

emotional strain.

Three years of work right down the drain and likely situation unfixable since

robuts don’t talk.

I think it took its’ toll on me.

Why?

While heading for an early morning lab visit suddenly I found myself stuck behind

a Sunday driver.

You know the ones who drive 25 miles or less per hour.

Solid yellow lines – do not even attempt to pass driver ahead.

Lovely was my first thought. Stay calm.

Yepp, I became so relaxed to the point of driving right past my turnoff.

Panic stricken now – surrounded by mostly forest – where am I?

Time to turn around and revisit the road you took – a good tactic liken to retracing

one’s steps.

Arrived at the lab approximate 7:30 a.m.

Mask on headed for the building’s door only before I could enter twas necessary

I answer several health-related questions followed by temperature taken

with an infrared thermometer.

Once I passed through the doors I was met with another gal, Ipad in hand,

who took down personal information.

The waiting room was far from full and the seats had laminated notices with

regard to social distancing.

Thankful the wait was short – a few more questions – blood drawn – on my way.

I don’t think I’ve ever felt so scared and alone as I did this morn- no way to start a day.

Pandemic – enough – please go away!!






The Monday Peeve 20

It’s Monday again – thank goodness for calendars!
One day last week several reads made my blood boil.
I remember how my idea of taking a new social media path
in order NOT to fuel my depression backfired in record time.
It was the wrong day to offer up peevery chit-chat so I took notes.
As luck would have it my newfound lack of organization skills stood firm in place.
I keep telling myself to place all the important stuff in one of my journals.
It appears I’m my own worse enemy these days.
If or when I find these notes I’ll make it a point to force myself to mark them
in a place where I can find them.
There I scolded myself this Monday morn.  

Before I leave for another site I would like to share the following I read earlier
in my Facebook newsfeed
.

Research topic: Loneliness

The post read as follows: “Loneliness is just as unhealthy as smoking 15
cigarettes per day.”

I’m thankful to have been in the minority who didn’t partake of this bad habit
linked to many health problems.

Today’s astronomical cost of a pack is in the $10.00 (ten dollars) range. 
Unbelievable price to puff smoke into the atmosphere. 

One has to love research studies – you make good decisions in life and
you can find yourself in the same category due to divorce, death of a
loved one or the Empty Nest Syndrome.

Sad!

The Monday Peeve 20

 

 

 

 

 

 

Stream of Consciousness Saturday – “co-” ~ Co-organizer

Ageism
Pangs thee heart suffers
Question loss independence
Follows time admission
Necessary make inquiry calls
Maid services clean 'n declutter
A co-organizer be quite beneficial 
Although rather do it all thyself
Thankful capable paying household expense
Free time off participate numerous activities 'n events.

~ JAQ
 


This post is part of SoCs.
The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS August 17/19