I was amused to see the interesting comment on my last post. I was accused of being naive. At the same time, of being cunning enough to use the ruse of looking for an "exercise buddy" in a feeble attempt to find a buddy of some other sort.
I thought I explained my goofy rationale (is that an oxymoron?) And that, by considering the possibility that my prospective EB might have ulterior motives, demonstrated that I am anything but naive.
But, the proof is in the pudding. And since I have an early morning date to actually exercise, I should sign off.
Before I go, though, I'd like to address that interesting comment. For me, it does help to have another person to actually get me to exercise. And even though I don't feel the need to justify this, I wish you'd google "accountability partners exercise." And let me know what you think.
P.S. Don't be so cynical. Dude.
Welcome to my world!
My life's been crazy since my Daddy moved in with me immediately after my mother's death in October 2010. My one and only kiddo headed to college at Carolina at the end of August. So...I lived on my own, for the first time in my life, for a total of a blissful six weeks. Then, I started the parenting gig with my dad. He's a combination of a grouchy old man, a surly teenager and a temperamental toddler. Needless to say, I get very close to the brink of insanity sometimes. I get through life by finding the humor in difficult circumstances. And for some reason, I wind up in the weirdest situations. I couldn't make this stuff up. So I wind up having lots and lots crazy adventures which make great stories to share with my friends. Writing about my life is so therapeutic. My ramblings range from funny to sad to angry (full of cuss words) to sweet. While my focus is dealing with the trials and tribulations of being a parent to my Daddy, I have lots of random, totally unrelated posts. Whatever's on my mind. I love to make people laugh, and I'm happy to think my readers will get my strange sense of humor. And maybe, people who are in my situation will be encouraged. That's all I can hope for...
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