I don't know how to act.
I have a day here that contains no huge errand list, no Doctor, Dentist, Nutritionist, Vet, or other medical professional appointments, no Honey-do items and no pressing housework. Critical pressing housework anyway.
I am sitting down with my second cup of coffee at hand just sort of grooving on feeling normal. Normality is a vastly underrated condition.
![Smiley :)](https://conservativecave.com/home/Smileys/default/smiley.gif)
No panic to get anything done or try to coordinate to be in different places around different people's schedules. I have to go to the health club later which I am frankly dreading because I still feel a little beat up from the weekend in my hinderlands, but it actually helped quite a bit going on Sunday and getting the kinks worked out.
I actually have a big task to do today as I need to haul a new shelf of drawers downstairs and organize and clean my painting station. It looks like a hobby store exploded there 10 years ago and was partially paved over and turned into a combination landfill/2nd hand store. I have a ton of painting I need to do before August and I have been avoiding my work area because it was one of my "Smoking" places. I am still finding cigarette ash on the table when I have done stuff there. I really need to haul all the coats in and get them drycleaned also. I tried on an older coat the other day and it reeked of old smoke.
My day started with hugs and smiles from my peeps here. That makes it the start of a
good day whatever else comes. My wife looked gorgeous going out the door today. She is a little under 8 weeks into her exercise and health club routine and she looks good enough to eat with a spoon. She has ceased having a rear end and developed a smokin'
ass. ![:-)](https://conservativecave.com/home/Smileys/default/biggrin.gif)
My progress, alas, has been significant but not as dramatic as hers. Although I was giving some lessons to a couple of guys last Saturday and when I hauled out my gunbelt and strapped it on it was about 4" too big for my waist. Which was cool.
What sucks is my life sorta centers around nutrition, dieting and exercise right now. I was sitting and reading through "Eat this not THAT" late last night while my wife was doing some work and I realized that I was looking at pictures of food like they were porn.