Hi Everyone (anyone?)

I was feeling so bad when I posted last that I really thought it might be better to just “forget” blogging.  I went private for a while to decide whether I wanted to keep the blog or delete it.  

Fortunately, things are better now, although my mom is still abusive and demented (literally, she suffers from dementia), I’m only spending a few hours a week with her.  So I’m in a better place emotionally and her craziness doesn’t affect me so much.  It’s easier to take the things she says and does with a grain of salt when I’m not around her as much. 

Early morning on the lake

The weather here in the Pacific Northwest has been wonderful for several weeks (if you want to see how nice it is, look at some of the coverage of the US Open this weekend…that golf course is literally 15 minutes away from my mom’s house.).  It really makes a big difference in my mood when the weather is good, and the days are long.  Sunrise is around 5:30 and sunset today isn’t until around 9:30!  It's glorious. 

I’m still doing intermittent fasting with an emphasis on lower carbs.  My weight has been pretty stable the past few months (by stable,  since I don’t weigh myself, I mean I’m wearing the same clothes for the last several months with no feeling of change in how they fit). 

I’ve been working out with a trainer 2 times a week since January.  The weight training is definitely making a big difference in my attitude about my body.  I feel stronger and more toned, and even though I’d still like to lose 5-10 more pounds, I’m more focused on just getting strong.  Working with the trainer gives me the impetus to work out on my own on off days.  I'm not doing much cardio, just weights and abdominal exercises.  Buster is getting up there in age,  and we still go to the park on my days off, but that’s really just a stroll for his benefit, not mine.  I’m being much more forgiving towards myself when I don’t “exercise”...rather than setting any unrealistic exercise schedule and then beating myself up when I don’t meet my own expectations.

Last but not least, I’ve decided to treat myself to a facelift!  I’m 62 years old, and recently noticed myself looking really tired even when I’m not.  I mentioned that to my hub the other day, and he said, well, why don’t you look into a facelift?  He was quick to say he didn’t think I needed one...of course, he had to say that!.  But I’ve talked about getting a facelift for several years, so he said maybe now I should have one if I want it.   So I’m just starting the process to find a doctor that can give me a "refreshed" look.  I’m not interested in looking like I’m perpetually surprised, I just want to look like myself 10 years ago.   I’m thinking I might try to have it done in mid-July.  If not then, I might wait until September. 

So, right now, life is good!  I hope to get back into visiting and commenting on blogs soon.  Take care, everyone!