Oh dear. I’m sitting at the computer again. I promised myself that I would keep active during the day. My attraction to this computer is like a magnet. This morning I made myself a “To Do” list. On it are things like raking, or making up the guest room beds with fresh linens, or turning over the compost into the new bed. Where is my discipline?
I’m on my own. Warren has headed out to western Canada for five weeks. There is no one here questioning my food choices. It’s 1:30 in the afternoon and I could, if I wanted, eat that large delicious piece of apple pie left over from dinner last night. There is no one here to comment if I chose to turn the TV on in the middle of the day; or have a nap. There are no judgemental looks, no coercion or guilt trips. I’m on my own, and how is that going for me? Well I’m indoors and sitting at this damn computer again.
Now I’m sitting at the computer eating apple pie. God help me.