Amusing Anecdotes From a Lady of a Certain Age

It's finally not insanely hot.  It hasn't been for the last few days.  It's made my porch time so much more pleasant.  And today, I'm watching fat, dark clouds roll in.  I can smell rain on the wind.  This is why I'm glad that I have a covered porch.  Of course, next I really should get the tarp-like things that I bought to give me some privacy hung.  Then even if the rain comes sideways, I won't need to worry about it.  Being short with a family of other short people makes anything like this a production.  I really need to start up a master list of things I want to get done.

Honestly, I think that's why I write so many lists.  There's a dopamine hit that comes with crossing something off your list and knowing it's not coming back any time soon. The problem, as with everything, is prioritizing the time for it.  Right now, along with the "curtains" for the porch, I've got lights I want to put up, a big mesh holder to hang on the wall with all my stuffed animals, plus all the decluttering.  I've got to be better about setting and keeping to a schedule.

That's honestly one of my biggest problems when it comes to weight loss.  Because I can't seem to keep a schedule, I very regularly miss meals.  I don't overeat  as much as make poor choices in what I do it.  I had my first appointment with a medical weight loss doctor today.  The keeping to a schedule is one of the things that he brought up.  We're putting me on meds as well - the only time I've been successful in losing any significant amount of weight was when I was on Rybelsus, which (of course) isn't an option unless you want  to pay out of pocket.  Diet and exercise alone have never worked.  So we're adding a medication to pair with the Wellbutrin I've been taking for over 25 years to help control my emotional eating.  I am feeling proud of myself for not only eating lunch, but making a good choice for it.  Noodle soup with shrimp.  About 300 calories total. It's not hitting my protein goal for the meal - my doctor wants me to try to hit 30g of protein for each of the three meals.  I suspect I'm going to be going back to making homemade smoothies again.  Which isn't a bad thing. Especially as I'm trying to get my implants in place so I can actually bite into food again.

Speaking of, I have sutures in my gums for said implants.  And it's driving me insane because the tail is just hanging out there and my tongue keeps playing with it.  Ugh.  They're supposed to dissolve but I don't know how long that's supposed to take.

In about an hour, I'm leaving for my bi-weekly therapy appointment.  I've been in therapy on and off for the same 25 years I've been on Wellbutrin.  And I've had some really good therapists (the ones that have brought me to a catharsis without me realizing it) and some that were the worst (like the one that was leaving and told me I just needed to make a choice between my fiancé and my partner when I first came out as poly).  The one I have now.... I think he'll be a good one.  The therapist I'd had for the past couple of years left the practice and his clients went to a newly hired therapist.  My former therapist was about 2 decades younger than me, but very understanding and good at getting to the heart of things.  My new therapist is closer in age to me, which is not something I'm used to.  I like having that touchstone of commonality.  I suspect that today, he and I will be talking about my mom's memorial service a lot.  I was supposed to have an appointment last Tuesday, but I'd just gotten back from said trip and I was exhausted.

Later tonight, I'm getting date night with my long distance partner.  Ever since he moved to PA, we've made a habit of setting up a monthly Discord call to stay in each other's lives.  It helped keep our friendship alive while we were in the throes of his move and our break-up.  And I think, in a lot of ways, it got us back to where we're more than just friends and are actively being aware of our relationship.  I may ask him if he's ok with me writing about him if a prompt comes up that it seems to fit. Tonight, I'm going to see if talking on my laptop on the porch will work.  A lot of these date nights, we spend at least some of the time watching something.  We made our way through all of the fan-made Star Trek Continues and have been floundering a bit over the last couple of months.  We did find out that our library's Hoopla does have NuWho, which we'd been watching while he was still here before the break-up.  That's a possibility, but with today being Star Trek day, I'm hoping we can find something to watch together that fits in with that.  Or, who knows, maybe we'll just spend all the time talking.

I have so many things that my brain wants me to write.  My battles with my weight.  My therapy journey. What I've learned from being poly and how it's bettered my life.  But , as I said a few days ago, part of me is wanting to hold onto those kind of topics for future prompts.  I think I'm just suffering from too many choices.

It does make me want to be a bit more interactive.  What kind of things do you want to know more about with me regards to me and my experiences?  I suspect most of you will probably be thinking along the lines of "I'll find out when you answer about it for a prompt!"


Tomorrow, I've got to try to get some deliveries done in the morning, which means writing and replying will have to wait for the evening.  I've got a 5pm telehealth appointment with the surgical weight loss doctor, so it caps my timing a bit.  Though after the talk with the medical weight loss doctor today, I'm thinking I may cancel the appointment.  I want to see if medical can help me before surgical comes in.

And now, for Amber's non-sequitur of the day, I'm really in the mood for cake.  I blame GameChanger and Lily Allen.