I rejoined Twitter in preparation for returning to entering sweeps and contests. This way I can do the tweet sweeps. I tweaked my hotkeys for flash forms and all that’s left is setting up Robo and then grabbing a 3-month subscription at OLS. I normally would grab a year, but I don’t know that I can win like I used to, so that’s why I figured I’d start with a few months.
Still dealing with lower back pain that doesn’t want to let up. The loss of mobility in my back/hips (from what?) is causing me to really lose flexibility so I’m working my way back into my old exercise routine and hoping this will help get me going like my old self again. I know that carrying the extra weight doesn’t help either and while it’s been proven long ago that there is no “weaker” sex and that strength/fitness depends on the individual rather than the gender, it’s no joke that we women gain fat easier than men and have a harder time getting rid of it. All the exercise in the world won’t get the weight off if I don’t cut calories. Problem is I gotta damn near starve myself these days to get it off and I’m just not up for that. I’m getting too old to deal with the constant hunger and fatigue. But I gotta do something cuz the problem isn’t going to go away on its own.
We moved my computer off the counter and onto my old desk, which will soon end up with Good Will since I’ll probably get a new one tomorrow, and it helps to be back in my office chair instead of the counter stools, too.
Not sure what to do today. I don’t want to be too inactive, but I don’t want to overdo it either till I figure out what’s up with my back. I should try to resurrect my half-finished stories and bring back “Bunny Nose,” but with it being the weekend and all I just may laze around watching videos and movies.
Times have really changed for me. In the past, I’d be anxious to meet my neighbors and settle my curiosity. I’d want to get a feel for them and how much trouble they may be, particularly when it came to noise. Nowadays, though, I don’t give a shit who my neighbors are. As long as they don’t force me to know their every move, and they haven’t, I’ll be polite and say hello if I run into them (this is bound to happen sooner or later), but I otherwise don’t care to know they exist. That’s why we’re here.
Still dealing with lower back pain that doesn’t want to let up. The loss of mobility in my back/hips (from what?) is causing me to really lose flexibility so I’m working my way back into my old exercise routine and hoping this will help get me going like my old self again. I know that carrying the extra weight doesn’t help either and while it’s been proven long ago that there is no “weaker” sex and that strength/fitness depends on the individual rather than the gender, it’s no joke that we women gain fat easier than men and have a harder time getting rid of it. All the exercise in the world won’t get the weight off if I don’t cut calories. Problem is I gotta damn near starve myself these days to get it off and I’m just not up for that. I’m getting too old to deal with the constant hunger and fatigue. But I gotta do something cuz the problem isn’t going to go away on its own.
We moved my computer off the counter and onto my old desk, which will soon end up with Good Will since I’ll probably get a new one tomorrow, and it helps to be back in my office chair instead of the counter stools, too.
Not sure what to do today. I don’t want to be too inactive, but I don’t want to overdo it either till I figure out what’s up with my back. I should try to resurrect my half-finished stories and bring back “Bunny Nose,” but with it being the weekend and all I just may laze around watching videos and movies.
Times have really changed for me. In the past, I’d be anxious to meet my neighbors and settle my curiosity. I’d want to get a feel for them and how much trouble they may be, particularly when it came to noise. Nowadays, though, I don’t give a shit who my neighbors are. As long as they don’t force me to know their every move, and they haven’t, I’ll be polite and say hello if I run into them (this is bound to happen sooner or later), but I otherwise don’t care to know they exist. That’s why we’re here.
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