Carla and I have been working super hard to work things better in our worlds. After my third spousal relationship ended, (and let’s just say it “ended,” mmm’kay?) I only recognized it was time to force a change. And not only some change, I’m talkin’ a heavy shift, honey.

But it only looks like everyone wishes to keep me down. Life is so difficult, ain’t it? When I visited my physician to talk about the tummy tuck price I was quoted, he just ragged me regarding finding the proper kind of fitness. He knows I have been doing everything I can, smearing on the scar zone and getting all my beauty salon equipment to earn their cost.

But he only continues scolding me about dieting and fitness, saying to me that my body will improve over the long term if I treat it like I care for it it.

He is big on biking, but I told him bike seats chafe me and I just can’t fathom putting on those tight cycling jerseys. Is he trying to abase me? At least he got a little more moderate when he started speaking about stuff I could do in the comfort of my own home.

An Elliptical machine might certainly work better for me than riding out in the open and weight-lifting benches and fitness mats are a bit more my style.

Yet I also feel that I obtain plenty of fitness in my day-to-day life. Only last week I found tons of exercise pushing around Charlene’s garden cart while we adorned her yard for her sister’s party. Rearranging the garden benches layout for open-air party seating after moving the Weber 751001 Charcoal Grill made for some strong weight lifting. And then the stretching and effort necessary to make all those string lights position proper was like aerobic exercise.

Does it sound like I am making excuses? I do not care, girl, that was hard work! After all that partying and decorating I reckon I burned one thousand calories. I challenge some treadmill joggin’ sap to push garden carts around for four hours and reckon how they feel.

I do not mean to sound querulous. I’ll get it all together. I just wish people would occasionally focus on what I’ve accomplished 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 got to work strong to be happy, I guess.