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I hate getting up in the morning. With a tv in my bedroom and a handy coffer maker I could probably stay in bed for long durations of time. With much chagrin I can manage to get out of bed and in front of the tv with my pilates dvd in the machine. After a half hour workout to the annoying voice of the pilates lady I am able to start my day. I do however want to clarify the real reason for doing pilates. Its not really for the workout, which I am thankful for as a side order, but the real reason is that it puts my mind at ease so that I can tackle the rest of the day.

The rest of the day includes a daily trip to my sister's house to walk her puppy Sadie. Sadie is a golden retriever yellow lab cross. She is beautiful and huge at the same time. She is 6 months old and she can put her paws on my shoulders and look me right in the eye. I am not of an abnormal height standing at five feet two inches, still its pretty freaky to look a dog right in the eye like that. But, I digress, back to the dog walk. I have been walking Sadie for the last 6 months and she is not an easy dog to walk. The first reason for that is that she has not been properly trained to walk on a leash, which means she tugs and pulls and wraps herself around me giving me the spins as i try to unspin my legs from the leash that I have a death grip on. What a sight that must be.

Anyways. I started this blog several months ago and have yet to keep up with entries and the. just got called away to talk to my husband while he shaves, yes its weird but its a weird world and talking to my husband while he shaves is one of the things that we do for no real reason it just started off like that. Another small thing I do for my husband is to serve him coffee in bed every day. Some of the more feminist people in the world might cry foul but it has always been a time that I share with my husband to talk about the news and other current events. It is a time that I cherish and has always kept me even. When I talk about even I feel that I must explain. I have Bipolar Disorder and Chronic Anxiety. This, for the less knowledgable readers means that I experience periods of highs and lows. The highs always have the same three elements being drugs, sex and money. When I am in a high I am baited by those three devils into running my life into the ground. The pros always say that it takes longer to pick up the pieces of the broken puzzle that is my life. Chronic Anxiety just means that I get anxiety in well pretty much everywhere I go. Its a pain in the ass but its just something I have to deal with.

Thats it for now.

Posted by ratssass on 2009-10-19 20:02:14 | Rating: