Phew. Yesterday was weird. I thought I was coming down with a virus, but now, since I feel so much better (I slept most of the day, with Sadie and Bernice ‘standing’ guard), I figure I just hit a wall. I work pretty hard, and I guess sometimes I run the tank too low. In any case, I’m much better today.
The sunshine holds–it’s a lovely, spring-like morning. I say ‘spring-like’ because I’m not sure the Universe is throwing Spring this year. It’s the last day in April, and the weatherman is still threatening snow flurries!
Excuse me for a minute–Sadie is barking for the elevator, and her highness must be obeyed. š
I’m back, along with Sadie. Spoiled rotten–beloved, cherished, and adored–Beagle-dog.
It’s Wednesday. I have always liked Wednesdays, although I believe (now I’ll have to Google) that I am Friday’s child. (Yes, June 10, (bleep), was a Friday.)
I continue to stay on the Weight Watchers plan with relative ease. I fully expect to have dropped a few pounds at Thursday night’s weigh-in. Now, if I could only get myself to exercise.
Where is that pink saddle I bought? The one with the hearts?
But WAIT. That would only exercise The Horse.
