#JustJoJan Day 8 – Pants and the hard truth they reveal

I’m going to do my best to not have this be a complete whine session.  I am in charge of myself, after all, but it does seem like life sometimes gets in the way of things, doesn’t it?  Take blogging for instance.  I know it’s a choice to write each day, but it is really hard to get past all the reasons why I just don’t have time to do it.  I, of course, have plenty of time.  I just have to drag myself away from the comfy couch, a blanket and whatever crap is currently playing on TV.

Exercise is also another thing that gets put off until some distant future when I feel better.  This, in turn, leads to what I’m planning to whine about today.

Pants.

I know I’ve gained weight in the past two years.  If I ever dare to step on the scale again, it will tell me the honest truth.  Pants also tell a truth.  When you can’t get your favorite pair of pants past your thighs, that is a scary truth that is undeniable and almost worse than just stepping on the scale.

I’m going to blame my current state on stress.  Last year was rough, there is no doubt about it, but now it’s over and a new year has begun.  With it, also came some choices, such as buying an elliptical on January first.  I just had to.  It was either that or spend an extra thirty minutes at work and go to the gym they conveniently have on site.  Who the hell wants to stay an extra thirty minutes at work, though?  I know I don’t.  I’d finally convinced myself it was the answer but somehow my hubby logically convinced me otherwise.  I’m sure he’s right but my bank account sort of hates me right now.

An elliptical is one of those purchases that you want Right Now!, but unfortunately, we ordered it online.  The waiting is killing me, but I checked the status today, and it finally shipped!  This, of course, means that I’m free to eat and do whatever I want until the damn thing arrives.  Then, it will be time to get back into those pants that are just sitting there, waiting to be my friend again.

 


Just Jot It January is hosted by Linda G. Hill. Today’s word was suggested to us by Pensitivity101.

OctPoWriMo – The Choice

The Choice

The tell-tale signs
That life has begun
Eats it’s way into my heart
Am I ready to make such a choice…
To let life grow
Changing the course of my own forever
…or to end it all with a quick trip
Continuing on my uncertain path…

For some… the path leads elsewhere
For me… the choice was easy

Twenty years later…
She
Is a light in my life…
The joy radiating through my being
…when she calls and tells me stories
Of her successes… and failures
I know… in my soul
…that I made the choice
That was perfect
For us


OctPoWriMo asked us to explore a choice we made in our life that we wouldn’t change. I wasn’t too terribly young when I had my daughter at twenty, but it was still one of those things in my life that I look at and wonder where I would have been if I had made different choices. But every time I do, I realize that any of those choices would have given me a life without my daughter and I wouldn’t change that for anything.

OctoPoWriMo 2015

A Daughter’s Choice

Chuck’s challenge this week is a complete story in three sentences.  I may have cheated a bit with the last sentence, but I’m standing by it.

*winks at you and grins*

If you click that little linky above and go to the comments, there are some AMAZING three sentence stories in there!  It’s totally worth your time and I highly recommend it.

A Daughter’s Choice

She spent her childhood constantly searching for the love and attention most children take for granted in the important role their father plays in their life. After years of disappointment, severe let-downs and always playing the role of emotional adult in their relationship, she chose to walk away.  Peace is harder to find than most think, especially when bombarded by his emotional manipulation and that he never once reached out to find out why, but she is stronger now; and the love she found elsewhere lifts her up and carries her forward.