this growing older thing is pretty hard to manage. There are so many things I have to cope with, so many health problems and a ton of meds I have to take. I know when the forecast is for rain because every bone in my body aches. Arthritis has lived with me for the last 30 or so years.
However, I dutifully set the alarm for 6:30 AM each morning and go to bed at 10PM each night. And I thank God each morning when I get up for allowing me another day. I hurriedly take off the C-pap mask and check out the new wrinkles caused by it.
I take my morning pills, all 10 of them knowing full well that I have another pill to take at noon and 3 more pills to take in the evening. I get dressed and head for my exercise bike. If my back and bones are not yelling at me I try to exercise for half an hour. If they are hollering too much, I stop at 15 minutes.
This is a far cry from before I moved here. I would go to the fitness center and workout for about 45 minutes 3 or 4 days a week. After I exercise and rest for a few minutes I fix breakfast, usually a high fiber cereal with banana and 1% milk.
Then I check my computer for emails and write 1 or 2 blogs. I comment on dozens of blogs written by my followers. Then I am off to run errands and I come back to my home which really needs me to pay attention to it.
Perhaps I will bake something just to have something to do. I end up taking all or most of it to my daughter and son in law.
Lunch is usually a TV dinner except I cook on the weekend.
And I will say again that growing older is much better than the alternative. beth