I'm loving The Daily Plate to track my intake/exercise pretty damn easily. It does help me to stay on top of things, but some days has the undesired effect of making me think about food all day.
The weather has taken a turn for the cold and I've come to realize that I am unprepared. I need to find a scarf, gloves, knit cap ensemb quickly! I've armored myself with fleece sheets at home and I've got to say that it was a brilliant move on my part. There is a set available from Costco (item #9701114 - I can't seem to find it at Costco.com, but they were at my local store) that is so soft, warm and pretty. I got a queen set in white for $28.69 and they are WONDERFUL!
I'm looking for a knitting group to join in the Portland area. Hopefully I can find a group that doesn't cost anything (or very much to join) and can learn to knit properly! I'm definitely going to need some cold weather gear and I'd love to knit it myself! This might be a great thing to do for Christmas gifts as well!
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Settlers
So, now I'm somewhat settled into my new digs. I'm still plagued with some skin condition that the doctors can't quite figure out. But, otherwise my health has been improving. I've lost 20+ pounds, have been eating lots more fruit and veggies and have been moving towards a diet that is organic and obstaining from beef. I don't know if I'll ever been flesh free...bacon is just something I'm not ready to part with! But, I did try some Morning Star fake sausage and it wasn't that bad at all!
Now that I don't have roommates or family members living with us, we have decided to downsize and are planning to move from our two bedroom apt. to a one bedroom. I'm looking forward to not sharing space. I loved my roommates and brothers/nephew living with us, but after some soul searching, I've come to realize that I have been putting my life on hold for the sake of others. I'm 35 - I can't put me off any longer. And, damn, does it feel good!
The last few years of my life have been difficult, but wonderful. I've found myself again and I'm feeling like I'm improving every year. Therapy, a little Prozac and time have made me feel like me again. I'm getting to the point where I feel like I can take the reins again. I'm going to wean myself off of meds and take care of myself more naturally. I really believe the body has an innate ability to heal itself. It is time to take the next steps.
Now that I don't have roommates or family members living with us, we have decided to downsize and are planning to move from our two bedroom apt. to a one bedroom. I'm looking forward to not sharing space. I loved my roommates and brothers/nephew living with us, but after some soul searching, I've come to realize that I have been putting my life on hold for the sake of others. I'm 35 - I can't put me off any longer. And, damn, does it feel good!
The last few years of my life have been difficult, but wonderful. I've found myself again and I'm feeling like I'm improving every year. Therapy, a little Prozac and time have made me feel like me again. I'm getting to the point where I feel like I can take the reins again. I'm going to wean myself off of meds and take care of myself more naturally. I really believe the body has an innate ability to heal itself. It is time to take the next steps.
Hard start
It's not that I forgot I had a blog...
It's that I've had my ass handed to me and then put back where it belonged a few times in the last few months.
We arrived in Portland on the hottest day of the year. We moved into our new place - third floor, no air conditioning - and were very uncomfortable the first night. The second day was just as hot, so we decided to bail and head to the coast where the temperatures were in the 70s. We camped near the ocean in Tilamook and had a lovely time. But, the desire to get settled was too great and we headed back to the city.
It was still hot. The entire state was sold out of fans and air conditioning units. Sometime during that first week I managed to get a staph infection on my arm. It was incised and drained, packed and I was on antibiotics. It was first thought it was MRSA, but turned out not to be. Then, a few weeks later, my husband got a staph infection that required two surgeries. He was off work for a month while recovering.
Looking for jobs became more important than ever, and I took the first job I could find as a caregiver for minimum wage. I was just happy to have a job, but I continued looking for a better job. A long story short...I finally found a great job and my husband made it back to work. Things are somewhat back to normal.
In the beginning of our stay in Oregon I was afraid that I had made a terrible mistake. I knew it was a bit of a gamble to leave school and move to a new state without a job, but it all worked out in the end. And, during that time I learned first hand how poor the economy has become, and how thankful I am to have a good job. These were lessons that I needed reminding of and I'm very happy it has all turned out okay.
It was a rough start, but I still love you, Portland.
It's that I've had my ass handed to me and then put back where it belonged a few times in the last few months.
We arrived in Portland on the hottest day of the year. We moved into our new place - third floor, no air conditioning - and were very uncomfortable the first night. The second day was just as hot, so we decided to bail and head to the coast where the temperatures were in the 70s. We camped near the ocean in Tilamook and had a lovely time. But, the desire to get settled was too great and we headed back to the city.
It was still hot. The entire state was sold out of fans and air conditioning units. Sometime during that first week I managed to get a staph infection on my arm. It was incised and drained, packed and I was on antibiotics. It was first thought it was MRSA, but turned out not to be. Then, a few weeks later, my husband got a staph infection that required two surgeries. He was off work for a month while recovering.
Looking for jobs became more important than ever, and I took the first job I could find as a caregiver for minimum wage. I was just happy to have a job, but I continued looking for a better job. A long story short...I finally found a great job and my husband made it back to work. Things are somewhat back to normal.
In the beginning of our stay in Oregon I was afraid that I had made a terrible mistake. I knew it was a bit of a gamble to leave school and move to a new state without a job, but it all worked out in the end. And, during that time I learned first hand how poor the economy has become, and how thankful I am to have a good job. These were lessons that I needed reminding of and I'm very happy it has all turned out okay.
It was a rough start, but I still love you, Portland.
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