I'm stumped for a title.

Let me know if you have any ideas. Last time I posted I mentioned that I wasn't feeling well and was convinced that it was the medication. Well, I went to the Dr. and took hubby for back up, and told the doctor I was stopping the medication. It's the kind of drug that you can't quit suddenly, so I'm weaning myself off of it... Guess what? I'm already feeling better at 1/2 the original dose. Next week, I cut it in half again.

I do have some creative projects coming (famous last words). And if I wasn't busy enough I/we joined a gym. Wait there's more, I have a personal trainer! I can't believe it either! So there's no ducking out and making excuses. I can't tell you how many times this year, I've started and stopped with my lifestyle change (we can't call it a diet 'cause that's a bad word) The funniest thing is my trainer is younger than two of my kids! HAHA! He's amazed at how I look for my age and for how many kids I have. At first I thought, "Wow! that's cool" And then realizing that at his age the expectation is that everyone over a certain age should probably have grey hair and a cane or walker, it was more funny than flattering. LOLOLOL!

Back to work and cooking and cleaning. Somebody has to do it! BRB.. soon...LOL! Choosing joy and feeling much better!