So since Monday I have:
taken down the ENORMOUS Christmas tree and put the Christmas decorations away — lights are still outside – the last time I did that I ended up picking thorns out of my bum for weeks – it was not pretty and WTF (herein will mean White Trash Folk) leave them up at least until Valentine’s Day;
donated several large bags to charity of Andrew’s things;
donated six large bags of games, books etc. to a person on Craigslist;
totally organized the living room;
cleaned out the foyer and office closet;
working on the basement and other areas….
I’m getting there. I’m actually sore from this work. Which brings me to the following topic…I have to get busy – my friend and Eileen are challenging ourselves to lose weight….I myself have to get going or else run the risk of a small, perky, curly haired man in silk gym shorts will come a knockin (Richard Simmons).
Doing great so far. Approaching it differently. More on that later.
Lastly, the nerve of some people – yesterday a follower of this blog thanked me for the brownies I sent in to him – his goal is to gain fifteen pounds this year. I offered myself as a fat donor – but the nerve…the nerve to complain about being too skinny. Men will never learn.
Over and out.
Who’s the punk that needs to gain weight?
I don’t want to “name names”.