This morning I learned that I'm down five pounds since January 28! Now I'm back to the weight I'd been stuck on since last June. Haha, yay? At least I turned myself around, and I'm happy about that.
Made some progress at the old gym today. On Saturday, Emily and I were both huffing and puffing after walking up five flights of stairs at the library, which delighted neither of us. With that in mind, I chose the "hills" routine on the treadmill, and WHAT A PERFECT WORKOUT. Can't wait to keep it going.
At concert band rehearsal I looked around at my bandmates, feeling whole and happy and at peace, and it hit me that I've finally found my new church (back in 2017, the last two bits of self care advice my shrink gave me were "find a job" and "find a new church"). It took a few years and some trial and error, but I've found that group of people who provide the sense of community I lost when I left the original church - a huge missing piece. I love those people. They are warm and kind, and happy to have me there. I missed that more than I can say.
In other news: Dan asked if I could work today - he's sick, hoping it's just a cold, and will be out all week. To that I say "YIKES, get well soon" and "Thanks for the extra shifts!" I'll be working Wednesday as well.
At work, there was a table of free books, and I picked up this one. I started reading it while waiting to meet Hubby after work and so far I'm not wowed. We'll see how this goes.
R was in absolute need of a brownie, so I enjoyed a quick trip to Fred's with her to pick up a mix. We came home and ate dinner and I played with the babies for a bit.
Later, while messing around in Ancestry, I found some new-to-me pictures of my great grandmother, Alice Johnson Keen. Bottom pic: Alice, her mother Hattie, and her oldest daughter Marguerite.
And finally, I started this book:
