I welcome you, 2013, with open arms! 2012 wasn't one of my best years, and it certainly didn't end on a high note, so I'm fine with it becoming a part of the past. I'm optimistic 2013 will bring some good things my way, even if those things are no where close to being what I envisioned for Hubby and myself at this time of our lives.
NYE was a pretty low-key night. We celebrated with some of our favorite people and we were home in bed snuggled with Princess Matzo Ball by 1am. And I was 110% A-OK with those plans. Not as exciting as years past, and my first sober New Years Eve since 1998, but, there was something so comforting just being in Hubby's arms as we cheered in 2013 and kissed 2012 goodbye.
I'd like to think I handled 2012 with as much grace and gusto as I could have. Health wise I feel like every time I took a step forward, something else was thrown into the cards that sent me two steps back. Frustrating is putting it mildly, but the best I can do is roll with the punches, and do everything I can to take control.
I've never been a New Years Resolution type of gal. In fact, I laugh at the hoards of people that rush to the gym this time of year, and I honk and wave at those suckers while I hit up the drive-thru at Taco Bell. Also, up until now with the 40 pounds of prednisone weight I packed on, I've never had to worry about my figure. Yep, I used to be that bitch that could eat a package of Oreos and a bag of Cheetos in one sitting and not have to unbutton my size 0 jeans.
My, how times have changed.
So as I start this year, I'm not making resolutions, per say, but in the wise words of Michael Jackson, I'm gonna make some changes.
Health- On a good day I take 9 pills (varies depending on swelling and pain) and give one injection in my belly daily. Plus, I get poison infused through my veins once a month. Is it working? Eh, probably not, as new issues still seem to be coming to the surface. I'm still a firm believer in Western Medicine, but clearly I can't leave it all up to the pills and poisons.
Brie and I joined our local YMCA this morning, and hit the pool. And by hit the pool, we floated on some noodles and bobbed around in the water for awhile. The 70 year old ladies taking a water aerobics class most likely could have kicked our asses! Hey, it's a start.
Note: The YMCA certainly isn't as nice or fancy as your Philly Sports Clubs/LA Fitness/Future Fitness, but there aren't a bunch of douche bag muscle men staring at themselves in the mirror as they pump iron or girls in full makeup hogging up the ellipticals. I'll take the old ladies over the douche bag Jersey Shore wannabe's any day.
Spending- Hubby and I work very hard for our nice things. Nothing was handed to us. When I want a Coach bag, I wait for my coupon, and buy a Coach bag. If he wants some nerd thing for his computer, he gets it (after I laugh at him, of course). I've said before, I'm not the type to play the "What-If?" game. I don't not plan a trip for fear the Zombie Apocolypse may come. But, we don't know what the future holds in store for us.
I may never be able to return to work. We may decide to adopt, or see if we can have some donor embryos and find a Womb For Rent. We may decide to pick up and move to Italy. OK, maybe that's me watching too many episodes of International House Hunters... Regardless, I want to be prepared. So the needless spending has got to stop!
Note: Last week I bought MAC Studio Fluid Fix Foundation in NW15. Later that day I read on a beauty blog MAC was coming out with NW10 and NW13 (figures), and hits MAC counters tomorrow, 1/3. I'm one pale sonofabitch and the NW15 is a touch dark. I fully intend on exchanging the NW15 for whichever color better suits me. And since I bought it last week, it counts as 2012 spending.
Wife Duties- Hubby is not the type that expects the house spic and span and a hot meal on the table when he gets home from work. Donna Reed, I am not. But, since I am out work, I really feel like I need to be a better housewife. On my good lupus days, I have no problem cooking good meals (there are some bomb diggity recipes on Pinterest) doing the laundry and keeping the house neat.
Blogging- I want to work on my writing and focus more on why I started this blog in the first place. I do love all the link-ups, but I want this to be a place for someone with lupus to come to for support. I need to start planning out and writing down topics in advance so I don't have week long bouts of writers block. I'd love to get more of a following
These aren't exactly huge, life-altering changes. But, I figure, start small that way I'm not setting myself up for failure.
I hope you all had a nice NYE, and spent it with those you love. Happy 2013 <3
I've never been a New Years Resolution type of gal. In fact, I laugh at the hoards of people that rush to the gym this time of year, and I honk and wave at those suckers while I hit up the drive-thru at Taco Bell. Also, up until now with the 40 pounds of prednisone weight I packed on, I've never had to worry about my figure. Yep, I used to be that bitch that could eat a package of Oreos and a bag of Cheetos in one sitting and not have to unbutton my size 0 jeans.
My, how times have changed.
So as I start this year, I'm not making resolutions, per say, but in the wise words of Michael Jackson, I'm gonna make some changes.
Health- On a good day I take 9 pills (varies depending on swelling and pain) and give one injection in my belly daily. Plus, I get poison infused through my veins once a month. Is it working? Eh, probably not, as new issues still seem to be coming to the surface. I'm still a firm believer in Western Medicine, but clearly I can't leave it all up to the pills and poisons.
Brie and I joined our local YMCA this morning, and hit the pool. And by hit the pool, we floated on some noodles and bobbed around in the water for awhile. The 70 year old ladies taking a water aerobics class most likely could have kicked our asses! Hey, it's a start.
Note: The YMCA certainly isn't as nice or fancy as your Philly Sports Clubs/LA Fitness/Future Fitness, but there aren't a bunch of douche bag muscle men staring at themselves in the mirror as they pump iron or girls in full makeup hogging up the ellipticals. I'll take the old ladies over the douche bag Jersey Shore wannabe's any day.
Spending- Hubby and I work very hard for our nice things. Nothing was handed to us. When I want a Coach bag, I wait for my coupon, and buy a Coach bag. If he wants some nerd thing for his computer, he gets it (after I laugh at him, of course). I've said before, I'm not the type to play the "What-If?" game. I don't not plan a trip for fear the Zombie Apocolypse may come. But, we don't know what the future holds in store for us.
I may never be able to return to work. We may decide to adopt, or see if we can have some donor embryos and find a Womb For Rent. We may decide to pick up and move to Italy. OK, maybe that's me watching too many episodes of International House Hunters... Regardless, I want to be prepared. So the needless spending has got to stop!
Note: Last week I bought MAC Studio Fluid Fix Foundation in NW15. Later that day I read on a beauty blog MAC was coming out with NW10 and NW13 (figures), and hits MAC counters tomorrow, 1/3. I'm one pale sonofabitch and the NW15 is a touch dark. I fully intend on exchanging the NW15 for whichever color better suits me. And since I bought it last week, it counts as 2012 spending.
Wife Duties- Hubby is not the type that expects the house spic and span and a hot meal on the table when he gets home from work. Donna Reed, I am not. But, since I am out work, I really feel like I need to be a better housewife. On my good lupus days, I have no problem cooking good meals (there are some bomb diggity recipes on Pinterest) doing the laundry and keeping the house neat.
Blogging- I want to work on my writing and focus more on why I started this blog in the first place. I do love all the link-ups, but I want this to be a place for someone with lupus to come to for support. I need to start planning out and writing down topics in advance so I don't have week long bouts of writers block. I'd love to get more of a following
These aren't exactly huge, life-altering changes. But, I figure, start small that way I'm not setting myself up for failure.
I hope you all had a nice NYE, and spent it with those you love. Happy 2013 <3
Genius.
I think these are all perfectly perfect. Although I have a hard time sticking with stuff. But these are great since they are more broad and attainable- good luck!!
ReplyDeleteLove this post.
ReplyDeleteMAC forever!
And I also belong to a non fancy dancer gym. I used to go to one downtown and I hated everyone there. P.s. I love water aerobics
Love love LOVE this! I have a feeling that 2013 will be a good year for you. Not saying I'm like, Miss Cleo or anything but I just have a good feeling. Plus you have a kick ass atitude and you deserve some good shit to come your way! xoxo
ReplyDeleteoh girl, I hate full makeup girls at the gym with their curled hair and diamond studs and perfect zumba moves! I've been dying to get in our gym's pool but I've been too scared..maybe I'll brave it!
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