Charlene and I have been working super hard to get things proper in our lives. After my 3rd marriage finished, (and let’s just say it “ended,” mmm’kay?) I just knew it had become time to make a change. Not only any change, I am talking a serious shift, girlfriend.

But it only seems everyone wants to hold me out. Life is so rough, ain’t it? When I saw my physician to discuss the tummy tuck price I was quoted, he only ragged me regarding finding the right form of fitness. He recognizes I have been doing everything I can, smearing on the scar zone cream and making all my beauty salon equipment to earn their cost.

But he just continues scolding me about dieting and fitness, saying to me my body would respond over the long-term if I treat it as if I love it.

He is big on biking, but I enjoined him cycling seats chafe me and I just can’t fathom putting on those small cycling jerseys. Is he trying to humiliate me? At least he got a bit more reasonable when he began speaking about things I could do in the comfort of my own place.

Exercise bikes may certainly work better for me than bicycling out in the open and weight-lifting benches and fitness mats are a bit more my speed.

Yet I also argue that I get plenty of fitness in my day-to-day life. Only last calendar week I found tons of exercise tugging around Carla’s garden cart as we adorned her patio for her sister’s birthday party. Rearranging the garden bench layout for outside party seating after moving the Weber 751001 Charcoal Grill made for some good weight lifting. And then the stretches and movement necessary to make all those string lights position right was like aerobics.

Maybe it sounds like I am making excuses. I do not care, girl, that was challenging work! After all that decorating and partying I bet I burned 1000 calories. I challenge some treadmill joggin’ sap to press garden carts around for 5 hours and see how they feel.

I do not mean to seem querulous. I will get it all together. I only wish people would occasionally focus on what I’ve done rather than what I still need to complete. I know it isn’t simple being you, but it is not simple being me, either. We all have to work strong to be prosperous, I think.

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