Going for a sugar free day!!!
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The Daddy Babysitter (middle) takes care of Eva (left) and Millie (right) |
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I really thought Patrick-opath was great. He looks like a naturopath, holistic healer should look- tall, thin, youthful. He's peaceful and calm - even when his computer crashes. The office is this great hacienda in the middle of town with no sign. The place smells 'spa-like' but there's no freakish Anya music lurking in the background. It's my initial visit and I don't see any enema bags hanging in the bathroom, so it's safe.
The Ecuadorians laugh at Mr. B riding in the stroller. |
Quitting a High Stress Job and Moving to Ecuador has dropped my stress rate tremendously. No more hectic work schedule with unappreciative bosses. No more staff members trying to push you down to raise themselves up. Just getting away from all those nasty triggers that drive my bad behavior has been great.
My last day of laze- the day of beauty. I did my nails, cut my hair and because plastic surgery is so cheap here - I got a Kim Kardashian butt. I'm re-enacting her now famous champagne glass on her butt photo. I bet my sister is jealous! Last day of laziness. Row gets back today and I'll have to behave until February when he goes out of town again.
Turned my dark bedroom in a fun light room just by hunting around the house for throws, rearranging curtains, painting the walls. I'm running out of rooms to do. Only took the dogs 3 minutes before they hopped on the bed. My little dogs, Annie and Eva have on jackets to keep them warm, they aren't part of the 'new decorations'. They look like turtles.
What's the best thing to do when your husband's away. Throw out their trash and redecorate the spare room. This is the apartment that guests (if we ever have some) can stay in but it needed an overhaul. First pix - before. Second pix - threw out trash in room and even the Ecuadorian man in the background (me in PJs) couldn't find anything to take (and they take everything). Other pixs are the after. Took Mr. Beagleman just a few minutes to get on the new bed. Now back to lazing.
Time is flying by and I only have a few days left before Row comes back and I start my program with the naturopathic doctor. Need to make sure I get all my indulgences in before D Day (D as in Doctor). Have been in bed with my buddies for hours streaming Dexter. Long enough to get bedsores. Have a party to go to tomorrow night and am thinking I should NOT wear pajamas because I have to ride the bus. Not sure if you can get arrested in Ecuador for going out in pajamas. May find out. But I hate to break my 'wearing PJs' record. Mr. Beagleman is the only one that has been in bed longer than me.
5:40 am on Friday Nov. 7– I get up to help Row pack. The house looks like an earthquake just happened. Things are thrown everywhere. There are more electronics laid out on the kitchen table than Bill Gates has in his entire house.
After being unhealthy for a good 30 years, I've decided to register for a natural 'cure' for my type 2 diabetes. But before I start my program next week, I've been spending the last week by having "Eight Days of Laze". My husband, Rowland is out of town so I can do anything because no one is watching... knowing next week the real work beings.