I'm totally beat and it isn't 8 AM yet. Why? Hoagy took a flyer two nights ago and I can't seem to sleep for long when he is gone. I keep coming to the door and whispering 'bacon, love, warmth, water, bacon' but he just sneers and jeers and runs away with his coyote friends.
Sweet Patootie has gone to Labrador for his mom's birthday and a reunion of his siblings. Ruby will be leaving her home in North West River this month so they thought they should all get together. And that, my friends, is another reason I didn't sleep well. I don't mind when I go away but when he does...I miss him fierce!
So...as to my aspirations around health: I got the food that I need so that I don't eat wheat and sugar. I'm still with coffee but I'll start decreasing it this weekend and I'll be off it by Monday. I think I will also set up swimming times this week for next. This weird first working week of the new year always finds me unprepared like a short order cook who can only make an order up when the slip is in front of her face! I'm not walking enough either - when the dog walks himself I only pace!
The sleep thing is the hardest for me. I could sleep now that it is morning but of course I can't - I have to go to work in half an hour.
This is a very unispiring post - my apologies.