Awake and early again.

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It is just past 4:00 and I have been awake long enough to weigh in, brush and gargle, take my blood pressure, put on some p.j.s, and have some cereal. Nothing fancy but good enough. To actually be doing something right away in the morning, anything, is good. I had just been getting up and going to the computer. I couldn't think beyond that. Well, feeding the kitties, but they sort of help old popo remember. Brats! I am not sure how well I am doing this morning, not yet. I do have some goals for the day.

After two days of unexplainable weight gain, my weight has dropped again. Another two pounds off after gaining eight or nine pounds, ending up ten pounds below the recent high. Don't ask me, I eat and drink about the same, it is merely water weight. I think, when I took my friend out shooting, that since I wasn't near the bathroom, I simply didn't void as I would at home, which gained me about a pound and a half. But the seven pound gain, that I don't understand.

Laundry and dishes. Cleaning the house. Church if I can get my act together in time. After falling so hard and fast yesterday, and that after not being able to get going in the first place well, leaves me a bit leery of being sure of anything. I can only post goals and work toward those. Patience is something I have had to learn to abide. It isn't an option but a reality. My body simply doesn't do what it is told.

Just fidgeting as I figure out my day, life. It is good and I will enjoy it, frustrations and limitations, and whatever else. I am just waiting for the sun so I can open the shades and turn off the lights. Have a great day.