Friday Thoughts

My first homegrown tomato

Every Friday morning I try to talk myself out of going to my small group training. It's cold, too early, anything I can try to grab onto. I always go and I am always glad that I did. I signed up for a three hour work-out sampler tomorrow and need to declare it so tomorrow morning while I am trying to convince myself that it's too long, too hard etc. I will know I committed to it publicly.
It is hard for me to believe that I once showed up to my trainer with broken bones, telling him that there must be something we can work on. I will blame it on age.
About three weeks ago I decided to go off HRT's after 17 years. I am doing an herbal combo. Seems to be working fine except I realize that my memory is a bit off. I keep losing things and then when I retrace my steps I can't actually remember doing the activities that I know got done. Think I need Gilko Biloba.
The photo of my first tomato is not new but I won't be finishing projects as often as I want to post so will use random photos for visuals. I just order a new set of seeds for my Aerogarden. Not as good as an actual garden but I have always lived in apartments or condos. I have only had one garden on my adult life. It was tended by a gardener. I might love a garden at this stage of my life but I am content with the way I live. I also have a tendency to phase through things so a happy garden today might become a pain later.
The other day I sat on the floor and perused the books in the bookshelf. I have a fair amount of books, a collection representing both Gary and my lives. I haven't felt boredom in a long time but if I do I know I could look through my books and find numerous activities from the subject matters to find something interesting to do.
My ingredients readying in the kitchen are now needing my attention so off to cooking I go.