New Year but a better me

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It is the 12th day of January. Time has flown by. It seems like yesterday that I was swinging in the New Year with an almost septuagenarian friend.
It was nice New Year’s Eve filled with KFC potpies, sweet potato pie and plenty of cupcakes.
This is probably why I have gained ten pounds. And I am not stressing about it. It was nice to ring in another year with an old friend . Pun not intended.
After a pretty good 2014, I wanted to ride that momentum into 2015 and I set some goals for myself.

2015 goals
--Spend as much time with JJ as possible. He is not getting younger.
--Cook more often. 
--Get my eyes examined.
--Get out of my comfort zone and explore more.
--Visit my family more.
--Start the Repair Jackie's Smile project.
--Plan at least one weekend day-trip every month.
--Get those piles of photos into scrapbooks.
--Tackle one craft project each month
--Stop drinking so much soda.
--Resolve to work ahead and stop waiting until the last second.
--Read all of the books collecting dust on my various bookshelves. And maybe not buy so many in 2015. Maybe.
--Write more letters. I plan to back snail mail in my little way.
--Find a way to give back to my community.
--Make my bed five out of seven days every week
--Get up and walk more.
--Call people instead of texting.
--Be diligent about drinking water every day.

I will admit that lately I have a case of the blahs. Maybe it was working so hard during the holidays or the fact it has been cold and rainy.
I had my doctor’s appointment. They discovered I have several uterine fibroids. They are non-cancerous and just make things uncomfortable during girl time each month. I was presented with several objections but I have decided to wait and see. I am not ready for surgery and early menopause but if things start to get crazy, I will explore those options.
I am happy to know that I am not crazy and know my body.

DAILY DOSE
1. Finding a really good doctor.
2. Making significant progress on organizing my apartment.
3. Finding my favorite scarf while unpacking!

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