Kinda like you said, Sal. Not to sound selfish, but me first. Nobody else is gonna comb my hair or do my make up and I'm tired of walking around looking like a Halloween decoration.

I'm more important than the dust bunnies, the dirty clothes, the dishes. Maybe there's not much I can do about the pain, but if I can't feel all that great, at least I can try to look presentable even if just for me.

I'm going to put myself together every day, unless I don't feel like it. Gonna feed myself decent food, make my surroundings nice, pleasant to look at, functional for me and peaceful for me and my pets. Prioritize, me, then the critters, and everything else after that.

Inject a little fun into the day whether it's a good show, a good book, a good talk on the phone. When it's nice out, I'm going out, not stuck here cleaning, fixing, painting, working.



I want to lose that 20lbs I gained last year, but it's not gonna be easy. I keep living by the *No Carb left behind* motto.