New Beginnings

I am embarrassed. As I write this, I am thinking about who might read this. I am embarrassed to think that my father, certain friends, people in my life might read this. Now or in the future.    But I write it anyway.    This morning is day one of another challenge. It’s weigh in…

January 2: SET YOUR GOALS

2018 begins! I have joined a 30 day challenge from my coach. It’s called Sweet 16 (I don’t know why, maybe he said and I missed it). Yesterday was enjoy the day, today is read the plan and prep. Prep is fairly easy for me (especially with holiday company leaving today). So what are my…

The Day Before ….

Here we are again…. the day before the calendar New Year. “Make the Resolution” day. What is your resolution? If you are like millions of other people, it is to get in shape, eat better, drink more water, lose weight yada yada yada…. Me too. But let’s not call it a resolution, m’kay? Those get…

Day 30: The Journey

Gorgeous day. Absolutely gorgeous. Hot, summer hot. In the fall. Wonderful. I am recovering from my root canal. Not so nicely, a lot more swelling than I was expecting. I’ve had a root canal before, but I don’t really remember much. This time, thanks to the Hashi’s, I am documenting everything.  I think that has…

Day 27 of 30: The Big Purge

Purging may not seem like it has anything to do with my Hashimoto’s, but it does… . Clutter leads directly to stress, stress impacts hormones, hormones, well… you get it. In August, I did my latest vision board version. On that board was an item for purging five items daily through the end of the year.…

Days 21, 22, 23, 24, 25 and 26 all in one

It gets easier to miss a day when you’ve already missed a day earlier in the ‘challenge.’ Easier to make that next excuse. Easier to ‘forget.  I made a commitment to myself, and to you, that I would write daily. I had topics daily. And I dropped that ball. And I am not happy about…

Day 19 of 30: This is challenging

I am usually so full of words, of stories, of tails to tell…. Until challenged to plot them every day for 30 days. Suddenly the words I have don’t seem to be worth printing.  The stories of the day won’t even come out for my own journal, let alone for a blog.  As I sit…