I am starting to feel like there is hope again. The days have been sunnier. My home has been quieter, and spring can't be too far away. I CAN do this.
I went back to the gym Saturday morning and I am going again tonite. I enrolled myself in an introduction to Stott pilates beginners session for this coming Saturday morning at the gym. I purchased two Stott DVDs just after Christmas and this session should get me the basic fundamentals to get my Pilates ball rolling.
Stephanie will be home for 4 days this coming weekend. She always cheers me up. And Tassie goes in to get her teeth cleaned next week too. As she is 14 yrs old, being put under anesthesia is a risk for her but her teeth and gums are so bad, we have decided that the risk is worth it. Her quality of life is weighing in higher than the risk. Her breath is so bad that no one wants to snuggle with her and that is NOT good. She is such a loving sweetie and derserves lots and lots of loving.
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As morbid as it is, I like thinking that you were talking about your kid, too. Not that Tassie isn't one of the kids. She has more personality than a lot of people I know. And more brains.
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