It has been a wonderful day so far for me. I managed to get out of the parking lot and to the gym to try the cardio dance class. As soon as I saw the skinny young women with no boobs, I started to suspect I was out of my league. I lasted 50 minutes though, but left early enough that no one would have to call 911. Then I had to fight the Seafood Festival crowd to get home. My street has been blocked off due to the festival, but I made a point of telling the guard when I left that I would be back at 11:30 or so.
After a quick shower, Richard and I went to the festival.
The sun was shining brightly, no clouds and only a little standing water here and there. There was a nice breeze to keep things comfortable. I had not eaten yet so I checked out the various food booths and opted for fried clams and fries. Big mistake because I am never going to find clams as good as the ones I used to get at Nantasket Beach. After checking out most everything, we settled into a couple of bar stools at Tight Lines Pub and enjoyed some adult beverages. Then I made one more pass through the festival crowd and back home. I checked out the Weather Channel briefly and all they had was the gloom and doom stuff that would make anyone not here think we might be in mortal danger. It was only later that my thighs started to scream at me, protesting all the squats we did in class. But still, it has been a very good day. I love the fact that I can wear a tank top, shorts and sandals in October. I love the water views. I love the simplicity of renting.
The problem will be tomorrow when my mood swings back the other way and I start questioning my judgement in moving and despairing of what my next step will be. And tomorrow it will probably rain again or, at the least, be cloudy and gray. These mood swings have been plaguing me ever since I stopped my hormone replacement therapy last year. I don't think I should go back on hormones but I sure wish my mood would stabilize somewhere in middle. I would sacrifice the highs to get rid of the lows.
Try prozac, works wonders.
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