|The view outside my window. I thought I accidentally got it in black and white mode but no..that's what life outside looks like here. And today is the warm day with a high of 17F degrees. Next 3-4 days? Much colder|
|More colorful elsewhere. San Blas Islands taken by my niece|
Today I concentrated on the weight machines. Already I am sore. Can't wait until tomorrow when I will be even sorer (and the dreaded judgement from the Realtor happens tomorrow too). Somehow I haven't lost that much strength during my 9 month break. In the mirror, I could actually see the muscles popping up under the coat of flab I have. I also spent some time stretching (had taken a break from that too).
Clean up continues even less enthusiastically. Hopelessness is setting in. I just can't make some things look good. Meanwhile Steve isn't worried in the least and looks forward to the move.
If a house doesn't look nice inside, who gets the blame? Just like child raising....blame the mama. Dad gets a pass.