Quiet Craziness

Hello, Amanda.

I love a day like I had today. I went out to the pool fairly early (10:30) and stayed until late afternoon (4:30). I alternated my day in the pool and in my beach chair, took a couple of breaks including one for lunch, and sat in the shade for the last hour--but mostly I spent the day by the pool, reading, journaling, socializing occasionally. Sometimes it scares me how much I love to be alone. Or maybe sometimes I just notice more how happy I am to be alone.

But life isn't all reclusive bliss...My parents are all twisted about my not stopping yet to visit with some of my mother's relatives from Poland whom I don't know (neither do my parents, as none of them were born before my parents emigrated) and didn't even know existed but whom my parents were gracious enough to put up without much notice during their travels in the US. Why should I be running over? Mom and Dad, let it go because a) I don't really care about these people (even though they're family), or at minimum have no idea who they are and 2) I wasn't aware that I should have to rearrange my vacation plans at the last minute to visit with people who are using your house as a hotel during theirs. Anyway, I have successfully avoided a visit but will give in and stop by quickly (read: not for a meal) tomorrow when I am running errands. Ugh.

Interestingly enough, those errands include a couple of gym visits. Obviously, my walking efforts--be they at home with my DVD, or outside--are not enough. I love food, and seriously believe I eat well, but I also like a drink, and my peri-menopausal metabolism is not cooperating. As I see it, the only reasonable solution is exercising more, much more than I currently do. Wish me luck...

Hope all is well.

Love you,
Barb