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I’m baaa-aack.

Just in time for work-day Monday.

Head’s still a bit stuffy, but I felt well enough to get groceries and gasoline and run Kuro through the carwash. Given how I felt only 48 hours ago, that was like getting wings and taking flight. I so hate being sick.

ABC-Family showed Harry Potter all weekend, so they served as background for the day. Last episode of Downton Abbey tonight, which I will likely watch. I want to see what happens to Sir Richard. I really like Iain Glen, the actor who plays him. But Sir Richard is a rotter and doesn’t deserve to end well.

Yes, this is a bitchy-moany post.

I had planned to take a half-day’s vacation, get the grocery shopping done, then work on Stuff. Instead…the head cold that I thought had pretty much run its course doubled back Thursday night and broadsided me. Full head and choppy sleep last night. Today, full head along with chills and body aches. I came home at lunch, popped ibuprofen, then changed into pj’s and propped myself up on the couch. Slept for about an hour. Woke up feeling a little better. Less achy. Head’s a little clearer.

I’m craving complex carbs, so that’s been the day. Oatmeal. Whole grain cereal. Yogurt. Fruit. Minimal fat. Meat? Ick. Might have pb&j on toast later.

Yes, I know head colds are only supposed to affect one from the neck up, but just about every cold I have had for the last 15 years has been like this, more the miniflu than a cold. The body aches I had with the last bout of full-blown flu I suffered through were 10x worse. Weep-worthy. These were just uncomfortable.

I hope this was the last hurrah, because I need to have a good weekend.

…finding homemade tomato soup in the freezer on a rainy day when your throat is still kinda sore and you don’t feel like cooking.

Watching Pretty in Pink. Love the music, but oy, the shoulderpads.

Had it today. Down 20 lbs since last year. BP’s down about 20 points (systolic), too.

I think it was the new treadmill, which shows total distance and approx calories burned. It made me want to work harder to hit high numbers. I added speedwork, which helped a lot as well.

So this is the least I’ve weighed since early 2004. I would like to lose 15 pounds more, but I would take 10. I’d be delirious if I managed to lose 20 more, but that would match the least I ever weighed as an adult, and the elderly carcass may balk at that.

Funny thing is, I’m still wearing most all of the same clothes. I was able to buy shirts one size smaller, but trousers are still hanging on. I need a belt for most of them, but they’re not too big yet.

Jackets and blazers fit me no matter what. Coat hanger shoulders.

I think I’m going to have to increase the running/jogging/walking/mix ‘n’ match in order to drop any more. Nice thing is, I’m still able to cook and bake and eat. I am eating less than I did before, but I was forced to the conclusion that I just don’t need that much food. Sad, but true. Breakfast, dinner, and a snack around lunchtime. The occasional cookie. Not giving up cookies. They are a food group.

I swiped this quotation from Elizabeth Moon. I was not familiar with it, though I have been a fan of Dorothy L Sayers for years.

“Time and trouble will tame an advanced young woman. But an advanced old woman is uncontrollable by any force.” – Dorothy L. Sayers

One day, I was driving home from somewhere or other, and I saw my future. A bright red Honda Fit tootling down the road, driven by a white-haired old lady. In my mind, she was a “dog lady,” who traveled when the spirit moved her, and knew how to fit a jar between the door and the jamb to open it and slide heavy things on rugs and cardboard to move them from room to room. Who maintained her independence as much as possible, and swore to do it for as long as she possibly could.

And who set people back on their heels because she didn’t fit into the “little old lady” mold, and they couldn’t figure her out.

::knocks wood that it comes to pass::

I anticipate that freedom from convention and the expectations of others. I ponder this inclination of mine to prepare for it, and wonder if I should just hold my nose and jump in the deep end of the pool.