Wednesday, January 06, 2010
I hate the time of year when Christmas lights get turned off. The excitement is over, the parties are done, and people go back to work. It's cold, dark, and nights are long.
Our tree is down (though not completely tucked into its box yet) and decorations are all ready to be put away (just need to find a box as I consolidated, and my old system won't work).
They say this is when Christmas really begins... we begin to put to work what we learned and celebrated at Christmas: peace and love and kindness and generosity and caring for each other. So I'm not totally bereft of hope.
I started going to the Y after work this week. I went two days out of two. Today was Day 3, and I knew I wouldn't make it because of our previously-made plans. But I'll be back there tomorrow. I'm hoping to beat some of my "creeping up to high" levels that they check in my blood. I don't want to get put on more meds; I just want to get healthier through physical exercise and eating better. Wish me luck!
If I can achieve those goals, I will be a happy camper. And maybe it'll help shake the winter doldrums.