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He may cheat on the diet but I won’t

 

     I am ever so slowly making headway in my dietary changes.  The trip to IHOP yesterday was proof of that.  I behaved and ordered a completely heart smart meal from the turkey bacon to the egg substitute scramble.  Never mind that DH ordered two rashers of bacon, a huge stack of pancakes swimming in butter, syrup, and blueberry compote, and he ate most of it.

     He’s not making it difficult but he’s not making it easy either.  It’s a good thing I’d already made many dietary changes for us over the years.  For example, we haven’t used white bread in over thirty years.

     My grocery list has grown and I must soon get out and go shopping.  As I slowly get back into the daily routine of cooking, I am converting most of my recipes on the fly.  It’s not taking all that much to drop the cholesterol and salt levels.  Yes, there are changes.  However, since many of the changes were already a regular part of our diet it’s not as much as you would think.

     We already use whole grain breads, we’ve added more fruits and vegetables to our daily meals, and DH was getting used to a more Mediterranean based diet.  The changes I’d already made to our diet may have been what saved my life.

The comedy that is our home

 

     Doing laundry was an interesting experience yesterday.  I’m not supposed to lift anything so the plan was DH would carry the laundry basket to the cellar and back up while I loaded the washer and dryer.  Hmmm, we need to rethink that strategy.  A man who can’t walk well should not attempt to carry a laundry basket.

     Eventually some of the laundry was done.  DH has clean dark clothes.  None of mine made it yet but that’s my fault I should’ve sorted mine first.  Two more loads to go and we’ll both have clean clothes—although it may take a couple of days to do it.

     We’ve worked out how to cook and do dishes between us.  We haven’t any qualms about stopping what we’re doing to sit down and rest when we need to.

     I hate this.  I want my energy back. 

Any help is welcome

 

     I have a freezer full of meats, a lifetime of recipes stashed in my brain, and suddenly I have to change everything.  ACK!  Low cholesterol, low-fat, low or no sodium, buzz words swirl though my brain. 

     I haven’t gone shopping yet so all those healthy side dishes, vegetables, fruits, and other fresh items are in low supply.  Any recipes, ideas, or handy dandy tips on changing my regular recipes are welcome.

     What I haven’t found in the several heart healthy cookbooks that I now own are decent snacks that are easy to make and both tasty and satisfying.  I like crunch—not celery crunch, but crunchy crunch.  I absolutely abhor cold cereals of all flavors so don’t even go there.

Baby steps to recovery

 

     I drove my car today.  I can’t believe how much I missed driving with only a week of restriction.  DH drove us over to the hospital so I could get my blood test.  During that ride, I decided there was no way he was driving me home.  His driving has always set me on edge.  We’ve had many a permanent fingernail mark in a dash or a seat from me when he pulled some dumbass-driving stunt.

     When I go to my cardiologist appointment on the fourteenth, I will have several questions about what I can and cannot do.  I’d like to get back into my regular exercise program.  I’m glad I have my two exercise programs on my Kindle so I can show him what I use.  I’ll leave it to him to approve or disapprove them. 

     I hope to be able to start doing some light cleaning over the next few days.  My house is far too dirty for my taste right now and is driving me crazy.  Lifting is still restricted so I’m trying to see if I can wheedle DH into moving the microwave long enough for me to clean behind it.

Posts will probably be erratic for a bit

     Unfortunately, I do tire very easily now.  Therefore, my posts will probably be a bit erratic over the next 6 to 8 weeks.  This is the time frame my cardiologist gives me of where I should begin to feel back to normal.

     DH is refusing to allow me to go over to the MIL’s house for several weeks.  He’s threatened to hide my car keys after the doctor gives me permission to drive again.

     Do know that I am thinking of all of you even if I am not posting.  Hugs!

What a difference!

The MIL’s house is painted!!!!

 

     I am going over to see the house and pay the painter today.  Yes, I am taking my camera along too.  According to N it looks fantastic, especially the wall where the chimney is.  G is going with me to check it out.  Hey Chuck, you and the boss ought to come down and see it too.

     I went to Beachhead Comics to see Jonathan Maberry yesterday and we had a nice visit.  Much to my surprise, I also managed to find someone there that was interested in buying the tool chests. 

Zapped

 

     One thunderstorm after another blasted through here last night pouring buckets of rain down upon us.

     My internet connection isn’t happy.  I keep getting tossed off line.

     You all have a good day.

The other shoe has dropped

 

     Whew, we got the estimate for the repairs on the garage roof today.  OUCH!  However, we know we can’t possibly sell the house without the repairs.  We’re going to go into debt for sure. 

     This house had better sell and it’d better sell for a decent price.  We have to recoup our expenses and it’d be nice to have enough left over to do the repairs to our own house that need doing.  For now it’s going to be a borrow from Peter to pay Paul sort of thing. 

     Wish us luck because we’re going to need it in this economy.

They will call me when he’s finished painting…

 

     I CAN’T WAIT!

      I took pictures of the worst of the walls when we were over at the house Wednesday.  Once the painting is done, I’ll take pictures of the same areas, then I’ll post the before and after pictures.

     The biggest change will be the wall where the fireplace is because right now you don’t notice the fireplace.  On either side of it, they have wood and the wood blends the fireplace in so that the natural stone fades away and all you see is a very dark wall.  Our painter is going to paint that wood.

     In the kitchen above the cabinets is the same wood.  It makes the kitchen dark and dismal.  That too is getting a coat of paint.

     Here’s to Crumb Cookie white and the miracle of a fresh coat of paint.

Let the painting begin!

 

     Today G and I will be cleaning walls and getting ready for the painter to work this weekend.  The neighbor was over cleaning the living room walls yesterday and told me I won’t believe the difference with just that done.

     When we leave, we’ll load the 1950’s dinette into the car and take it to Goodwill.  All that leaves in the house is my dresser, armoire, the cedar chest, and the damned organ.  I can’t even give that organ away!  No one wants it.  Now I’ll have to pay someone to come and take it away.

     I’ve talked to my next-door neighbor’s son about coming over to the house and using his scaffolding and ladder to get into the attic for us.  I hope we can quickly clear the attic of stuff.  I really have no idea what is up there.  I hope not much.

Things are ripening in the garden