This is just a practice sheet. I feel like a a constantly practicing. "ok i didn't get this right, it was just a practice run." That is never really get it right. Driving in the car, full of energy, on my way to work, my mind wanders and makes plans. This is what i am going to do when i get home, this is how this should look, i can do this or that, fix this or that, remember to do this or that. If i even get around to doing it, it is never the way i pictured it, or it takes longer than i ever thought. i have such ideas for this place in my head but i can't get them out. Maybe i am depressed or the house is depressive or both, but i don't seem to have the time or energy. These legs aren't helping. Not an excuse just a fact. I can get down on my knees in these compression wraps like i could if i were in jeans and compression hose. My mobility is limited. i should make a goal system that correlates with my weight loss goals, but since i hate goals... Well i know they are necessary but it feels like i am waving a dog biscuit in front of my nose and calling "come 'ear missy missy missy...come and get it..." When am i ever going to get it right? It just feels like i am trying to walk up a slick muddy slope, for what just to get on top, tired and exhausted. There are days that sitting at the bottom feels no different than sitting on top, or what i think i remember as sitting on top. Oh well i will get it right, fix this up, make that better one sloppy step at a time.
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