Ok, I went to WW today and …drum roll…had lost 1.4 pounds. YAY! OK, my grand total is only 5.4 pounds in 6 weeks, but that was far far far better than I was doing on my own. So, I am pleased.
AND, today is my birthday. Perhaps I should update my “About” page. This means I have been blogging for roughly two years. That is a long time to not lose weight.
Next year is one of the BIG birthdays as I will turn 50. Age is funny. So many people cringe at such milestones. I remember one of my friends crying because she was single when she turned 30. She equated that with being a loser. I was excited to turn 30. Granted I was in politics and believed (rightly or wrongly) that my age detracted from my credibility. Somehow I thought 30 had a credible ring to it. In retrospect, I have no idea if it did or not. I left politics at 31 figuring there were many things I wanted to do with my life and politics is one of those rare careers where they like you when you are old. I think my 30s were the decade where I became an adult - although I cannot pinpoint one “adult” responsible thing I did.
My parents were retired and travelling so left me with the responsibility of their house for approximately 6 months a year. Noting I HAD to live there I refused to pay rent, quit the full time job I despised and returned to school to become a screenwriter - something I always wanted to do and still enjoy. I developed a repetitive strain injury at my part time desk job which more or less sent screenwriting as a career down the toilet. Although I did win two screen writing awards during that stint in my life - one from the Canadian Academy. With that career dashed, and my course load lowered at school to accommodate the injury, I realized I could apply for a concurrent teaching degree. I was accepted as a “disabled” person due to my injury (and the fact that old school buildings could not really handle wheelchairs back then) and thus my career as a teacher began. And I enjoy it.
40 had no impact on me one way or the other. The 40s have been tough years with aging parents. Dad got sick early on in my 40s and declined throughout the decade until he died just over two years ago. Perhaps this is my decade of care giving and responsibility.
I look forward to entering my 5th decade next year. It will start with a big party - something I somewhat regret I did not do for my 40s. I couldn’t decide if I wanted a party or not, so just didn’t bother. Naturally, any of my blog buddies who want to make the trip to Toronto will be more than welcome. I promise there will be veggies and fruit among the other eatables!
So, what do I have planned for this day? It is a rainy day. Actually I have always liked the rain (not being cold and shivery) as I believe it brings me good luck. If my weigh in is any indication, I am right about that. My husband would like to go to the museum to see the Dead Scrolls exhibit. I never really get excited about such exhibits, but it is indoors and as I said, it is raining. The Royal Ontario Museum (ROM as we call it) put on an extension a few years ago (www.rom.on.ca) which looks like a giant crystal.
I was not in favour of it when I saw the plans but now I think it is fabulous. Also there is a restaurant in the crystal which looks beautiful and I have never been in. (I always meant to take Mom for their high tea but who knows with her health now).
This evening we are taking advantage of our free night at the Delta Chelsea hotel. We got married there last year and get a free anniversary night - which was last week. As I was sick we moved it to tonight. Guess I should pack for that and get ready to face the rest of the day.
have a great one, blog buddies!