The sun is shining brilliantly today–and I’m soaking it in. Yes, there are fringes of clouds, and the weatherman warns that the glow won’t last, but I’m making the most of it while it’s here.
I’m doing the outline for “Big Sky Mountain”, Hutch and Kendra’s story, today. And I’m starting the book itself tomorrow. I have the opening in mind and I’m ready to roll.
We’ve had a lot of rain lately, but rather than producing a case of the blues, I’ve found it soothing, somehow. I’ve been walking Bernice, which gives me some exercise, though nothing that would count with a trainer. And I’ve started using my treadclimber, too–10 minutes, with the tracks level. I didn’t realize before just how out of shape I really am–but I’m out to correct that. This time, it’s not so much about numbers on the scale as about the mental effects–even just a little exercise helps to keep depression at bay and it’s a great way to get rid of that anxious, restless feeling that comes over me sometimes. As previously reported, this is a slow journey, but at least I’m headed in the right direction and I am beginning to feel that skinnier version of myself stirring around.
I do miss Sadie-beagle, every single day, but any tears are about gratitude for every moment we shared, my goofy little dog and I. What lively joy and constant laughter she brought into my life, at a time when I didn’t even realize I was lonely. Bernice, the Yorkie, is thriving–I’m sure she misses Sadie, too, but she had a chance to get used to her absence because Sadie went to her trainer three times a week, and toward the end, she was away from home a lot, being treated at the clinic.
Speak of the dickens. The mighty Turkey and Moose Hunter, Bernicie, is back from her walk with Jen, and eager to tell me all about her adventures.
And that’s the news from the Triple L.