Everyone has these NEW kind of water bottles, large, see through, with all kinds of fancy drinking arrangements. Me, I still have a collection of the plastic ones made before they discovered the bad stuff in them. But, it is part of my heritage that I can't get rid of something that still works. Me and my father before me, we use an appliance until the very last feature breaks. My sister did give me a NEWER type, very nice, but I seem to have misplaced it.
Why don't my socks match? For all practical purposes, they did when I put them on this morning. But, in the midst of yoga, I saw a yellow part on the toe of one and a slightly different cable stitch. Now I see why my brother-in-law asked for a BUNCH of socks all the same for Christmas. Reminds me of the old Jules Feiffer cartoon where one day, in the clothes dryer, Bernard finds a note that says, "Bring the machine more socks!"
Starting to weigh myself every morning. The goal is to be DOWN or stay the same. It is very slow. I am trying to exercise every day, but some of my exercise is not that strenuous and the eating is really hard to manage. I am feeling slightly better, but many things still bother me....tiredness, balance poses in yoga. (Boy, I sure use the word BUT a lot!)
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