Hmmmmm....

I am getting old, I am fat, I am broke, but I am determined to be happy. I know this sounds harsh and like I am down on myself, but I'm not. I am speaking the truth. I figure that I need to just admit to myself that I am not in my twenties anymore. I am never going to have the figure I had before I had my child. I will never have alot of money. I do have a great husband and an amazing child. I have a great family that has always been there for me.

I realize that I have lost what few friends I had. I guess I just isolated myself too much. I am trying to reach out, but sometimes feel like it is a waste of time. I refuse to give up though.

Well enough of that... I got my motorcycle and within a week I have started to learn to ride and learned how to lay it down. Thank goodness the bike and I have minimal damage. I love the feeling of riding though. I am hoping to be able to actually go further that my street soon.

I am still looking for work. I am thinking of just doing something part time. I would like to have that extra money again. I'm afraid that if I go back to work full time, I might start hurting again.

My pain has been lessened since I have been out of work. I feel alot better as far as that goes. The hardest part of adjusting to being a housewife is getting my house clean and keeping it that way. I am not sure why this has been so difficult. I guess because I let it go for too long because of the pain I was in, and now I am trying to catch up.

I would love to know if anyone reads these things...They are mostly for me to vent, but I get curious...

Well, until next time...