I feel like posting but I have no idea what to write about. I could tell you how I went to get a headlight changed and instead wound up with a $300 bill and no headlight but that would be boring. I could mention that Bandit has been scratching so much that he's developed little welts under his belly and that I need to take him to the vets but what's the point. Or I could talk about how bloated I feel and need to go back on a diet, or perhaps take a Midol, but why bother?
You might think I'm in a state of malaise but no. Actually I'm doing quite well. In fact the other day I spent a few minutes writing, in my personal journal, on how grateful I am for all I have. I always feel good after reflecting on what is good. After all, you are what you think about.
I suppose I have you curious about the headlamp, Bandit's scratching and my waistline. Well, the first two should be resolved tomorrow and for the latter, a new goal has been set. While I wish a Midol would fix it I think it's mid-forties baggage, I intend to lose it by April of 2011 - that's when I go to Florida - better date to set than any. A new diet and exercise regime will soon begin. Stay tuned for details.