Being an adult is about the dumbest thing I’ve ever done. Now that I’m committed and hanging on the precipice, I need an aggressive mindset. #mood. For the first time in my life (probably, really), I did not make the resolution to lose weight this year. Not that I don’t need to, but I have bigger, more compelling issues to tackle. (Actually, I really want to lose weight but I’m acting mature). I need to work on the rest of me. That f*t a$$ will still be there when I’m done, but if all goes well, maybe I won’t care as much (I will). This is the year of building my brain, reducing my stress, and maybe not give a sh*t about sh*t. And if you really think about it, much of your life just isn’t that important. At the time, of course, it is monumental. But in hindsight, nah. I watched the series The Crown on Netflix. Loved it! Very sad that I finished it, which gives me more time to blogue. Good to be you right now. But as you go through generations of these really Important People, you realize in the end they all just fade away and the world moves on. So I’m working to preserve my own little corner of the world. And taking control of what I can control. My brain. It is magnificent, but probably needs a bit of maintenance. Going all in. Eating those blueberries, even though they are sour and out of season. Salmon? Still got a ways to go on embracing that one. I think it’s fish. Puzzles! I’ve become a fan, much to the annoyance of my dearests. When that’s all you have to talk about, you’re not very good company. And I’m kind of getting the feeling they don’t want to partake in this most boring endeavor. Guess they just don’t see the sparks shooting out of my head. Although, I don’t really think it’s helping with my stress management. I take my sports very seriously. And yes I am calling that a sport. But not my favorite right now. With no gym to speak of without spewing covids, I’ve moved on to ping pong. That’s right. Another intense workout. Kind of. Not. But very fun, and actually me and my Manfriend are getting quite good. We work up a sweat, and feel accomplished. More from picking up the balls that we miss, but as always, I set a very low bar. Who knew that this Boomlennial was up for such a new challenge? (Yes, you can make fun of me. That’s kind of the point.) Ish. Of course, reading is my go to, and Oprah’s got nothin on me. Gosh, I wish she was my friend. I need a hookup. Okay. My mind has been stimulated, and I can relax. And enjoy the view from the ledge. And wonder what cloud holds all my data…..