TJ North

Another weekend slipped by. Loverboy is on his way home. I finally told him how I have been feeling about this living arrangement. This is why I am happy to be dating a mature, emotionally stable person: this is what happened…acknowledge-ment of my feelings, statement of his feelings, discussion of what could change and how, what might not change, how I felt about that, how he felt about that, reassurance of loving feelings…what did NOT happen: rant, pouting, sarcasm, attempt to argue me out of my feelings, explanation of why I was wrong, scene of packing up all possessions in a huff and leaving early.

Also, after several weekends of excess, both of us are paying attention to lifestyle. Although I have to be careful not to nag him about smoking. He is an adult, I have made my feelings known, he will make his own choices. It is not my job to be in charge of his health. But we are eating more balanced meals and holding back on the wine consumption. All good.

I have been sneaking onto the scale but will not officially check scale and measurements until Tuesday. Trying really hard not to get freaked out about either.

Finished my nightly walk with the dog. We must be moving faster because I am covering the same routes, a bit longer even, in less time. What was taking me 100 minutes I am doing in 80-90 minutes. That’s good, but is going to make hitting my goal of 2400 minutes a month harder. I am already behind…I will have to make sure I do this long walk every night and also work in some extra time doing something else during the week or the math will catch up with me again.

I do feel like I am filling up less space. I don’t know how else to explain it.

Time to sleep and get ready for another long week.