Seriously!

It is time.  Roughly fourteen months have ensued since the passing of my mom and four months since I last posted and that was a pitiful attempt as it was.  I’m still attempting to overcome the same vices and problems that I had in the beginning.  I hurt my foot in February and seemingly ate my way through February and March while battling depression.  I cannot call it full blown depression as I did not go to the doctor for a diagnosis and medicine but at the age of 44 I know myself well enough to know that I go through the ‘lack of sunshine and warm weather’ season watching television and eating-without a thought to the changes in my body-specifically my weight.  I wore jeans in January, sweatpants in February and by the end of March neither apparel were fitting well.  During April I wore shorts and by the first of May my feet told me I had gained too much weight.  How sad is that?  Off to Weight Watchers I go- again! 

 

 

Next to come…Secret Attendance.