There is something about the word etcetera that just feels silky rolling off one's tongue. So, consider yourself forewarned, my tongue (and fingers) are feeling particularly silky today.
Losing this last 10 lbs is a lot harder than I expected (read: frustratingly difficult), but I am still determined to meet my goal by Christmas (of this year), it's just going to take a lot more will power than I had anticipated. I mean, why do carbs have to taste so good? It's sort of unfair really, that pecan-coconut candied sweet potatoes don't taste more like celery and vice versa.
We've done quite a bit of remodeling this year - new paint,
new draperies (pics to come), a new room (well, a converted one - with pics also to come) for Ty, new cabinetry and a new bed for that room, a new sofa (which, it turns out, was a big mistake we're going to have to live with),
new beds for even the garden,
and two new vehicles (both saved up for over several years). Ty's van has a ramp in the back of the vehicle so we can park anywhere and get him out.
Not to mention all the personal reconstruction that's been undertaken,
and the various accompanying wardrobe adjustments (read: cha-ching). I'm not complaining, I am happy for all the good fortune we've had this year - Heaven knows we're long overdue - but we've admittedly been rather family-centered with our funds this year.
We know of several people who have not fared well in this economy, and while we have done some things to help, it's hard not to feel we haven't done enough. It's a bit like the fable of the ant and the grasshopper (and that is where my philosophizing must end as I do not want to offend anyone).
I have a writerly friend who is attempting NaNoWriMo, and I'm happy to report that she is making incredible progress towards her goal. Last December the goal of losing this physical/psychological weight over the course of one year felt rather like the seemingly impossible goal of 50,000 words composed in a mere 30 days. Eleven months later, it still feels a bit that way. I know I've come a long way but somehow it doesn't make the last bit of the journey seem any easier (except that I might have a little more confidence that it's within reach).