I keep falling back into the same lousy habits, because they are so much easier than working so hard at putting new good habits in place.
And then words uttered by my grandmother, not out of meanness (or at least I chose to believe not), but because her brain-mouth barrier is suffering, kind of jolted me back out of Lala Land. (Sorry Kat, know you call your daughter Lala, but for me Lala Land is a fairy tale world.)
My granny was over for the weekend and within an hour of her arriving she asked me with the accompanying hand motion, how many months along I was. What the heck???
Now if I had been doing this, then maybe I could understand….
*Bows head in shame.*
I need to start exercising.