I love our treadmill. He's so fancy I'm sure I could find a button for cooking, cleaning and ironing. But to rekindle our exhausting relationship.... during the summer.... mmmmm. Unlikely.
With the passing of Spring and now into Summer, I realized I missed Spring Cleaning. WHERE WAS I?
My brain is tangled in cob webs, my muscles gloved in comfort food, my emotions are here-there-everywhere, and my mission(szzzzzz)in life are.... well.... on a hiatus.
I need to get back on track and FAST!
Researching personal trainers right now.
"How much would you... ahhhh.... charge to.... ahhhhh.... get me back into a size 2 and think more clearly and eat my veggies and give to the poor and write my Grandma more letters and saturate myself in scripture and host more parties and make more home cooked meals and cut more fresh flowers and crave my 64 ounces of water........
....oh, you DON'T do all that?
....getting me into a size 2 is just fine. I'll slowly start Spring Cleaning myself... myself."
