Om Lord! I have become obese over the last 2 yrs., and I wheeze!!;
Have a store across street I drive to to get sick sticks.
Anyway, when I stopped smoking told hubby to hide my keys.
He has done his" job To" well!
This damn store is only" across the street!! I cant walk it cuz I can't breathe.
I was so desperate for sick sticks, last night. I got dressed, and was going to walk; 7 degree windchill. Got to door and laughed and laughed, cuz I was wheezing, wouldn't have made it to the freaking store across the street...
Some days I am so full of denial it's absurd. I don't want sick sticks, they stink, don't taste good, don't relax me, they are gross.
But still have horrible urges.
Why does hubby Dean listen" to me only when, I don't want him to? !! ;(
Good morning, inhaling a straw while I drink the best dang coffee ever.
BTW My wheezing is slowly going away.
Now to make a exercise, part of my daily" routine....
Still a bit to cold to walk Lui dog. To much snow, to mow grass, (love mowing grass). Crocheting is pissing me off at moment. Mounds of housework, boring!
I do have to do it though. OK, have to tend to animal care....
6months ago. Black Channie dog deceased :.( He seems to be on my mind a lot these last couple days.