12 Days...

It's been 12 days since my last posting here, and I can gladly say it is not for sad reasons.  It's just that life got in the way. Lots of life, both good and bad.  The results of my thyroid biopsy came back benign, so aside from some minor complications from the fine needle aspiration, I need no further medical attention for that.  As for everything else I am managing, and thankful that it is not something more serious, as I'm not sure my husband could handle that right now, he's got enough on his mind from other things.

The medication I am on has helped me gain about 15 pounds.  I say helped because I'm sure the way I'm eating has not helped either.  After discussing it with Tony I have decided to join a gym with a pool and try and swim off the weight. Lower impact on my joints, but higher impact on the wallet, I will have to stick to a set schedule for it to work.  And let's be honest, I'm not good with restricted schedules in relation to my exercise.  We'll see how it works though.

We took a road trip with the kids down to Virginia, crossing many things off my before 40 list.  I will write about them later, in pieces, as the mood hits me.  I find that it's better that way, letting my memory tell the story rather than just documenting it dryly.  My 40th birthday is fast approaching in less than 60 days.  I am scarcely halfway through the things I wanted to do. I am starting to realize that this is okay, as it means I still have more living to do, more adventures to discover, and more food to try.

I'll be back likely in September, on a happier, more entertaining note.