Reprieve

I got a letter from my doctor yesterday.  She’s decided that since my triglycerides and overall cholesterol numbers have improved I can stay on the stinky fish oil regimen instead of trying a new prescription.  I consider that good news, despite the nastiness of the fish oil.  She also feels that I don’t need a retest until my next physical, which would be in July.  So I have a pretty good grace period to make some healthy changes in my life.  Now all I have to do is take advantage of that time and just do it.

 

I’ve noticed that when I’m taking proper care of myself – healthy food, regular exercise, plenty of sleep – I tend to take more care with myself, if that makes sense. I pay more attention to my hair and my makeup, I do my nails,  I am more selective with my wardrobe choices.  Seems like when one thing slides, the others tend to follow, until there is a great big snowball of hot mess sitting in my chair.  Right now, I work a night shift in an office with two other people, neither of whom who would give a rip what I wore to work or whether or not I fixed my hair. In fact, I doubt either one would even notice.  So it’s easy to get lax, especially when things are so busy at home.  And lax I have been.

Thinking about how one good change often leads to another, I decided to start with the easy parts and hope the motivation spreads like a stomach bug at a daycare center.   To that end, I spent some time at the Sephora website – Friends and Family Sale time, y’all! – and now am anxiously awaiting delivery of some girly goodies, including a treatment oil for my badly peeling fingernails, some volumizing foam for my hair, and a new brush head for the neglected Clarisonic skin brush living in the bathroom cabinet.   Of course I bought a bottle of Walker’s favorite cologne, too, and of course that has already been delivered.  Sigh.  Men get all the luck.