Today I went to the gym (which was awful as I haven't been there since before the plague took me out, and I felt like I was starting the entire program all over. I'm hoping THAT doesn't think it can take as long as before!), then to the blood bank to donate, and there I found out that my hemoglobin is 146. Yeah, I'm made of IRON.
I also sliced up pears from Costco and stuck them in my dehydrator. Last time, I made them chips, but this time I cut them thicker (like the book said) and we'll see what comes out...it was good that I went out, because while I'm here I just keep checking. I'm like the kid in the garden who wants to dig up the seeds immediately after the dirt has been patted down. That's why I'm writing now...to stay away from the dehydrator because I can't keep turning it off, and taking off the lid. Tomorrow I have to endure the tempation all over again, just with mango instead of pear. SIGH.
I think I forgot to water my poinsetta one day too many. Not that I can say for sure that if I had watered it yesterday it would be ok, but I think it's been too long now. I watered it this morning and it has not made any attempt to recover. If it had a heart it would try, but it's done NOTHING.
Today I also (finally) finished (I had started a long long long time ago) making my photo album of Spain and Israel for Facebook. It was hard to look at the pictures today. It was the trip of a lifetime, and I love what I accomplished and who I was. I was in pictures and I didn't think twice. I saw so much more than Breton or Edmonton or Winnipeg. I know if it lasted forever it would not be the same, and I am going to learn to be that person anywhere I am, even if not on vacation. Or seeing incredible things or doing incredible things. So, here's to being in more PICTURES!
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