I am so down and struggling right now. Yesterday I didn't do a darn thing all day. Not even walk a mile. Today was a little better, but I haven't walked yet. I at least took a shower and dressed, paid some bills, and got my husband's car registered in Iowa--which is a laugh, because the car is still in Utah. It will be here in about 3 weeks, but the Utah registration expires tomorrow.
I've been eating and eating, but mostly good, healthy foods, so that's good at least. Fresh fruit, nuts and seeds, high-fiber cereal with rice or soy milk, that sort of thing. I think this move just derailed me. And we've only done half of it. I'm just exhausted, and sore, and lonely, and bored.
So, it looks like I need to pick myself up and leave the pity party.
Have fun without me, you miserable party-poopers. Time for some motion.
Shake up the place. Or at least march to an exercise drummer, not a
gee-I-feel-so-sorry for-myself drummer.
I got the picture at another blog; I don't know where she got it!