I tried taking Pixie to Karate again yesterday, with her class. It was horrible and I’m completely over it now. I give up, I surrender. The whole incident led to one emotional disaster after another for me yesterday evening. I hate feeling that way.
Now, there are swimming lessons to figure out. Clarabelle, HAS to learn how to swim this summer. After almost drowning during a swim party recently, I think it’s time. Once again, I’ll be dealing with a freaked out kid who doesn’t want to do something that I have to force her to do. Then Sprite and Pixie will follow with their own complaints on the matter. I’m looking forward to the other side of this hurdle.
My doctor finally got back to me after all the bloodwork I had 2 weeks ago. My suspicions are correct. I still have insulin resistance issues that are also affecting my metabolism. I start Metformin tomorrow. I’m looking forward to losing weight, FINALLY. I’m expecting great results as I have been eating so much better and have added a lot more physical activity to my every day.
I’m in a funky place right now. I feel stretched in a million different directions. I feel lonely a lot lately. Out of sorts, out of time, out of breath. Hopefully something gives soon and I can feel more than just existence.