Ok. I'm up.

So, Smokey kept scratching at the door this morning. Lovely. Need not to reward him when I don't like his behavior. So I laid in bed. That made B & B anxious. They wanted out. and out. and to see if I was breathing. So finally, I dragged my sorry butt outta bed. And now what? Let's see if I can go work out, shall we?

Do you think it's wrong that I can't remember my cousin's last name? I mean really. I've been sitting here trying to think of his last name.. and his mother's and/or father's. Because really, they're all the same name. And I can't. What's wrong with me? Seriously?
Anyway.

Again? Enough, already!

It's true. Here I am again. It's like some surreal thing. Me typing. Me ignoring and hiding. Me attempting to lose weight/exercise. Me ignoring and hiding. Whoops! That's the same thing.

So, I know the secrets, don't I? Don't I? Watch what I eat and exercise. Really get a sweat going. Make sure to drink enough water. If I can manage take my vitamins, especially B Complex. Do I do those things? Nope. Not even a little. Well, a little - - - or a lot - - - for a few days or few weeks, until . . . what, exactly?
Until I don't, I guess.
So let's make this little plan. I will follow my schedule and write in this blog at least a little something, every day. As soon as I get back from San Diego. Right. Right. Sure. I can do it.
Let's see what'll happen, shall we?