But I don't wanna

My weight is creeping up again. I'm fat. 5'4" carrying 230 lbs. When I had to quit swimming, I creeped up to 250 in July of last year. Also just at that time, I found that I was not enjoying my evening meal - it was just too much eating before bed so I quit. I started eating my bigger meal at lunch. And that's how I lost those 20 pounds. Now they are creeping back on again. And there are no changes to fix it that I want to make.

I could eat fewer calories. Nope. Not going to do that. I like what I eat and I eat what I like and I'm not going to spend my remaining time on earth getting up close and personal with kale. I could be more active - move more - do stuff. Again, to me quality time is time spent on the couch with my crochet hook. I walk (slowly) on the treadmill every morning for 25 minutes even though that goes against my quality of living mantra, I do it anyway. For a while I was dedicated to leaving the house for one thing or another once a day. But, I don't even do that any more. I could do more. But, I don't wanna.

At some point, my dissatisfaction with being even fatter will meet my I don't wanna and the resulting shoot out will cause change.

Maybe I'll go back to getting out once a day or at least trying to. Maybe today I'll pop up to Uwjimaya and pick up some lunch and maybe see what Daiso has that I don't need. Maybe.

There is a baseball game at 1 so my ass will be on the couch for that.

I'm really just following Biggie's lead.



Old lady and her cat on the couch. I'll take cliche for $200, Alex. Ooops. er... guesthostdujour...

Shower time.

Biggie 2021

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I did get out. I drove up to Uwjimaya but parked 3 blocks away. I went through Daiso but didn't buy. In Uwjimaya I went to the Thai place in the food court. This Thai place used to have a great crispy chicken and a really good orange chicken that you could also get them with pad thai noodles. And they were cheap. Now they have a new menu and noodles are off the table as an option with the chicken dishes. And also cheap is out the window. And, discovered when I got home, they are no longer wonderfully delicious. Sigh. Oh well.

I washed all the dirty clothes in the house and have now dried and put all away except for two pair of pants. I dump from the dryer onto the bed and he claimed the pants with the first load and will not relinquish. Fine. I'll get 'em later.

I got a notice from Amazon Pharmacy that it was time to order up another Spiriva inhaler for my COPD. This is the pricey inhaler that I'm supposed to take 2 puffs every day. If I take 2 puffs every day, come August, Medicare drug insurance hits my limit and it goes from $57 a month to $400 a month. So I thought what if I went down to 1 puff a day... I Googled this to death and found forums where people reported doing this and getting along fine. So, why not try it. I've been doing it since January. 1 puff a day. And I can't really tell much difference in my breathing. I've had to use my rescue inhaler a little more than usual but really not that much.

So now I have a little stockpile. I checked it today and I have enough to get me to January if nothing goes haywire. And there is enough Medicare insurance money to get me 4 more if I need them. So win win. I think I'm going to just hold off on any refills until I get closer to the end of the year. But, I really feel like I won this game.