4am came and my body was all like, “Hey. Hi. How are ye? Watcha doin’? Ready to get up? Weee!” I reckon that’s what I get for thinkin’ I don’t have enough time to get all my fashit done. I was totally having this effed up dream too, one where I, at 40 years old, kept trying to run away from home. I just kept running, literally. My family kept finding me and then I would take off running again and try to find a new hiding space. One time, I even hid under an old Studebaker that my dream sucked right out of the American Pickers episode I watched last night. I’m resourceful like that.
And when I take a look at what’s really digging at me like a summer-camp chigger, it’s the fact that I’ve said YES too much and to too many, except myself. My blog has lost it’s sparkle because my life has lost its sparkle. I’ve been battling a snowballing, fattening, downward spiral of depression. And so, after much heart-tugging and braincell wrestling, I’ve decided to take a blogging break. I have officially given myself a 3-month blogging vacation with an option to renew at the end (I’m a helluva negotiator).
I joined a gym for 3 months and yesterday, thanks to my much-appreciated Facebook cheerleading squad, I managed to do the hardest exercise evah: opening the gym door and marching my fattest-ass-in-the-club right in.
I’m going to spend the rest of the year focusing on finding my balance and prioritizing my health. I’ve got a dozen reviews outstanding, so you’ll see entries pop up bere from time to time as I meet my obligations, And, as the cravings strike, I may keyboard-vent accordingly.
I hope you understand. And if we’re not friends on FB yet, please send me a request.
Jughugs and love, me
I started my blog after my ass had stopped shrinking and I thought it would 
That walk into the gym was a brave and fantastic move. You can get though this. I’m living proof. And I am SO there on Facebook with you.
Thanks MrsHotAss. Watching you embrace your gym-ratness has really helped me embrace this new step in my journey. Jughugs, K
Taking care of yourself & your health is the #1 priority cause you are no good to you or your loved ones if you don’t do that. GOOD FOR YOU for taking this step! I am subscribed to your blog so I will see your random posts pop up. Will miss your posts but I so understand & you need this for you!
Thanks Jody. I’m so grateful for your continued support and friendship. Happy Turkey Day!
NOOOOOOO! I will miss you!!! mkay.. I’ll still stalk ya on fb. I heart you girl. good for you for walking into that gym!
bewbie squishies n stuff..
hit me up whenever..
I’m still here, silly Sugar. I just really needed to give myself permission to NOT write. Smooches!
p.s. you’re so hot when you bewbie squish me
Do what you need to do woman. I myself had a intervention at work. Where everyone told me I was off my rocker and I needed meds. Sooooo, I see appointments with the psycho doc in my future. yay!
Holy fuckballs. I wouldn’t know whether to embrace the support and get the help or go stabby and find a new job/prison record. Cheers to therapy – yay us!
Well with the unemployment rate I had no choice but to keep any stabby thoughts to my self. It was all done lovingly. I went home and told my husband and his response was a resounding “duh”.