It has been all about the numbers this past week. Last week hubby and I
celebrated 10 years together and Wednesday is our 9 year wedding
anniversary. And how did we celebrate these milestones ... with pizza from 800
Degrees and episodes of The Walking Dead.
Another number issue arose
when we met with a realtor to look at a house. We have been hoarding
money for closing costs and a down payment, which means possibly no vacation for
me this year. Of course, I'll be traveling with my speaking engagements,
but I have no plans for a large trip. And this is the week I'll work on
our taxes and cringe over how much money I never see. Hubby may be the
master at saving money, but I am the whiz with our budget and taxes, but this time of year is painful.
Last week ended the latest writing challenge with the gals. I barely
crossed the finish line, gasping in amazement at Aisha and Dawne's
astonishing final numbers.
And finally, there are the narcolepsy related numbers. Sine getting
sick last June, my weight rose by about 15 pounds. Since my diagnosis, I
have searched for ways narcoleptics workout since you usually don't
have the energy. Though I know I have not found the perfect solution, I
have dropped 9 pounds. I am willing to accept this as my new weight.
Though it is not where I was, it can become the new norm with my
condition. Another new acceptance involves my bedtime truly being roughly
9:30-10:00. Late nights are rare things anymore unless I can sleep the
entire next day away.
It has been an interesting week of numbers with lots of upheavals, downgrades, and acceptance.
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Well now that my head is whizzing with all the numbers you just threw out, I want to take this time to congratulate my best friend on her acheivements. I know how difficult it can be to accept changes in my life, so I am very proud of the way you are rolling with the punches with the changes in yours. I am also glad that you are not shy about accepting new challenges, even though you know that you have limits that you previously did not have to deal with. Love you darlin!
Mich
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