I’m so glad that I have a stockpile of Chester photos because this has been a strange, emotional day. I cry a lot as it is, which I blame on hormones, but today was one of those strange days where I just have a lot of weird emotions. My grandmother is in the hospital. She’s been several times before for heart problems and that’s what it is again. I’m not sure how much more her frail body can take. Of course I was worried at work and I tried not to think about it, but every time I did, I welled up. If things get worse for her, I will go to see her. Hopefully I will get to see her this weekend.
Thinking about how my grandmother’s heart has always seemed to fail her and all my grandparents for that matter, really made me consider my own health. I will admit, I don’t exercise. I hate this about myself. I never used to be this lazy, or at least I don’t remember it that way. I blame it on my medication. I am just super lazy, I live a sedentary lifestyle, and have definitely gained weight since I started my job at an office where I sit all day long. I have been looking at gym memberships because that would really be the only way that I would actually work out. I’m not committed when I try to do it at home. K says he will help me work out at home first. We are going to start tomorrow. I’m actually really excited! I just hope this excitement lasts.
If my grandmother’s health isn’t motivation enough for me to get into shape, I made myself and K a bargain. He does not want me to have a tattoo and I’ve always wanted one. Not a huge monster of a tattoo that covers my entire trunk, but rather a small one on one of side of my body, just on the rib cage below my armpit. I was thinking, now don’t be too surprised, a cat. I’m not sure exactly what, but probably something really abstract, or an outline of Chester. K said that if I start working out that he won’t mind if I get one. I don’t want to make him mad, so I will only get one if I work out. Anyway, who wants to be out of shape and then get a tattoo? 😉 I want to be able to show it off!
I also got attached to a cat that’s at the local shelter. This happens every so often and I hate that I do this because it inevitably ends in disappointment. I will just happen upon the adoption page for my local shelter and will almost always fall in love with a random cat. This one is a gorgeous snow white Turkish Angora. I know they have skittish personalities and I bet Chester would hate having another cat around like that, but it can’t hurt to dream. Plus, our rent is already outrageous with Chester and our landlord charges even more for another pet. Don’t you hate that feeling, when you want something so much but just can’t have it?
I’m still kind of emotional right now. I hope my grandmother is well and I hope I can learn to take care of my physical health a bit better. Help me find the motivation!
Thanks for reading all of this whiny stuff 🙂