FullaBella님의 저널, 2014년 01월 14일

Tuesday - January 14th - and I am presently in Chat cue position #27 with Sprint.

I did swap the numbers on the phones yesterday. I agree 'going to the store' and having them automatically transfer my contacts would be easier but not at my local store. This is the one that doesn't even accept cash and I don't know if I dare show my face in there after my reaction to that little policy last time I was there.

Regardless, numbers swapped and working but text messages with photo's aren't coming in correctly as I am trying to move those photos from my old album. All this typing has taken me to Chat cue position #15. Don't you just love the minute by minute sharing of my life? LOL. Wait... now I'm back at #18??? I guess they have someone as dumb as me working thru an issue.

So last night I entered the contacts I want to keep onto the phone. In answer to 'how did you know who those deleted were?' I always put the 'thing' in front of the person's name like Surgeon, Oxygen, IV Supplies, etc. I think I'll delete Cutty's first wife from the contacts list now.. LOL... I can't imagine we have anything to discuss going forward.

All things food? I've decided it's time to clean up my act a bit. While I do love 'butter' I think the ever increasing portions of it on my nightly oatmeal has taken me in that 'salty processed food craving mode' and the chips and cookies are creeping in. I recognized there was an issue Sunday when I didn't gag eating 'canned chili' - a year or so ago when I was eating very strict and clean that greasy tongue coating crap was quite unpleasant. The fact that I downed half the can and went back for the rest for dinner (to the tune of 1000 calories!!) was a blinking warning light in the center of my mindful eating that I needed to reign in the oh so lax munching mode a little before I got in too deep.

It's a tough balance but I'm worth the effort and I need to resume that effort. I'd grown so accustomed to cooking for two and the first month after him passing I was still enjoying the passion of cooking but the frozen leftovers were piling up. So the past two weeks I've been cooking and then dining on the left overs for 2-3 days and that got old.

When I found myself hungry Sunday instead of taking the time to cook I broke out the canned chili with the 'less leftovers' logic. Then again yesterday. Slippery slope so I'm putting on my non-skid shoes today with a pot of fresh Chicken (only two drumsticks - trying to keep the quantity low to minimize the leftovers) with Mediterranean vegetables and Truffle Porcini Mushroom Gnocchi simmering on the stove.

I need to maintain my healthy weight especially thru the next two months as those are usually the slipperiest of my weight loss according to the past historical failures. So this commitment to refocus is coming at the right time.

Apparently the fresh food cooking is making me feel a bit fresh, period. In a prankster mode this morning I emailed Blondie opening with "I've made the decision to sell everything and relocate." Then I did the 'dot, dot, dot' to make her scroll down the page and added 'I just read a Ross Store has confirmed a lease in our soon to be renovated Mall so I'll be bankrupt anyway...' and after more dots and scrolling added 'Happy April Fools Day Early'. Hahahahahah. Don't you know her little heart, if she even has one, skipped a few beats :-) The prank was the sell out - I am truly excited about Ross coming. I love that store.

And I'm considering becoming a stalker. Our local Sheriff has interviewed for a position in another state. I have had the most irrational school girl crush on him ever since he arrived here and yes, I confessed the silly crush to Cutty. He thought it was cute considering my usual 'steely reserve'.

He just has that Mayberry RFD Sheriff Andy Taylor charm plus he recognizes me in public and remembers me (very rare in my life) including the vehicle I drive. I feel so ... safe, LOL. Additionally, the town he's considering was one of my favorites encountered during corporate travel - it's out there in Glen's neck of the woods so perfect for this aging snowbird. So, sell the shop, go live in Glen's extra room in exchange for cooking ((you offered .. I remember!)) and stalk Sheriff Andy trying to make him think fate brought us back together. Sound like a plan?? LOL. Sounds like I have too much time on my hands, huh.

So naturally when I finally became #1 in the Sprint Chat Cue a customer came in the shop but once I said 'sprint, holding' he seemed to understand. We completed our transaction among the harp chord strum of the chat. And in a half hour or so the phone should be all reset to receive pictures. Either that or Elaine's shift at Sprint ends and I'll be someone else's technically challenged customer.

Yoga scheduled tonight and I keep finding excuse after excuse to not go. Gah. So I laid out my yoga clothes with my keys beneath them. I need to go to the store. Okay, fine, but the stores are still open after Yoga. I want to have dinner with Grace. Fine, but Grace could go to dinner after Yoga. I need to go to the bank. Go before Yoga. So I'm walking around the shop chanting Yoga, Yoe-Gah ala Belushi's Animal House Toga Toe-Gah trying to psyche myself up about this exercise thing all of you profess to enjoy so much.

There's also a 'singles meet up' at a local restaurant ... I chuckled wondering if Sheriff Andy goes ... hmmm... maybe I could convince him to stay in town. A win / win if you ask me. I really don't have faith the next Sheriff will be as caring. The last one sure wasn't. LOL.

With that, I think I'll put an end to this nonsense journal and go see what the rest of you are up to. Thanks for visiting with me.

Bella the Stalking Prankster