As soon as I turned off the light and got into bed, my cat decided that was the time to go into heat and start screaming. Because why not, right?
i want to scream
I actually have the urge to go camping.. in a tent… outdoors.
This is a strange feeling to me since I’ve never been too keen on camping. I want to go at least once this summer. And I want to get a nice tent and sleeping bags and all of that kind of shit.
Who even am I?
So, around November I went to the doctors office and found out that I had a stable umbilical hernia. Stable meaning that it’s there but it’s not bad. I won’t need surgery if I take it easy. I don’t even actually know how I got the damn thing. I don’t know how I could take it anymore easier than I already do. Since then, I’ve gained more weight than I’d like to admit. It’s not an incredible amount but it’s enough for me to notice. I’ve never had a very good image of myself so gaining even a little bit of weight is hard for me to deal with. All I know is that I’m not happy at this weight and I need it GONE. The only option I really have is to eat better which is something I’ve already been doing but not being able to do much is making this much harder than it needs to be. I literally walked my ass off the last two summers. I wasn’t where I wanted to be but I was well on my way and I felt good. I want that again but this slow moving process is want to give up.