So much time between posts. I have just recently returned to active (almost daily) blog reading and commenting which has given me the bug to write something myself. I wish it were more meaningful than the updates I’m going to share, but I have been busy and that is worth noting.
In preparation for the Godzilla El Nino predicted for our region, we recently re-roofed our house. This was part of an overall project to lighten and therefore cool our house as much as one can with a roof and vents. The project was quite an expensive undertaking but we replaced the charcoal black composition shingles with a green grey and added 10 attic vents to allow the hot air to escape.
Once we re-roofed, we needed to repaint the exterior. Our single story, mid-century modern house was a dark, bluish-gray with black trim. Black trim is not in keeping with the genre of the house. We ended up going with white trim and a very light greenish-gray with an orange door! It is quite a change but we love it.
G is 2y9m and just started going to school 3 full days/wk. It was an easier transition than I thought it was going to be. He is such a trooper, amiable, adaptable. I am hoping that now that he has a regular schedule and that his brother is back in school (3rd grade!), that I can finally look for some means of gainful employment.
I had bronchitis which took me out for 3 weeks, 10 days of which were spent in bed with the most horrendous cough I’ve ever had. I returned to working out just over a week ago. It was rough. My lungs were shot, but now, a week later, I feel much better and am able to get through a work-out without getting winded.
In other news, I have been belaboring the idea of cutting my hair. My hair is the longest it has been since the 1990s. It is thick and healthy and aside from the gray which I color at home, is in great condition. I feel like I have been growing it forever. Since I have had a holy hard time losing weight, I guess I have felt that it camouflages me a bit. Before I get to my hair, though, let me talk about my weight. Despite my on-going best efforts (I’m eating carrots as I type this) to actually lose weight (20# of which I gained during the madness with my pituitary), I cannot lose even one pound. I am at my heaviest, non-pregnant weight. I joined a weight lost challenge where I work out (the winnings are $1,850!) and signed up for a medically supervised weight loss program through my insurance. I’ve changed what I eat and how much, but the scale WILL NOT BUDGE. Other than my infertility, it is the most frustrating health related problem I’ve faced. To work out at a high intensity 5 times a week, to have eliminated processed carbs in every form (except for a daily Quest bar I have as breakfast), sugar, red meat and to limit my calories to 1,200-1,400 day with no success has been demoralizing.
Back to my hair. Since it is so hot here and because I tend to run hot anyway, my very long hair is usually up in a pony-tail or twist to get it off my neck. I rarely blow it dry, much less style it, even though I cut long layers so that I could do so. As my attempts to lose weight are thwarted, I’ve been feeling like my hair is weighing me down, pulling me down, making me look heavier than I already am, if not older. Here is how long it is, past my bra strap:
I’m nervous to cut it, mostly because I can’t style my hair worth a lick. I am lacking the girly gene that makes styling ones hair come naturally. A friend is joining me (who used to be a hair stylist) and between her and my stylist, I am hoping to walk out knowing what to do to make it look good. I need a change and look forward to the lightness of being that comes with cutting ones locks.
I’ve been diligently working on my 50 before 50 and my life is richer and more well-rounded because of it. I am happy and grateful and cognizant of the beautiful life, friends, and family I have. I feel so fortunate and try to extend myself where I can in ways that make a difference to others. Kindness, friends, is free.