I'm feeling much better, very little lingering effects left from the nasty cold I had. I had wanted to post most of this week but stuff kept happening.

Monday started out with my birthday and turning the big four O. None of my other birthdays have really bothered me but this one I found depressing. I had a goal of reaching my 40th with myself being near or at my goal weight and my 40s being my best decade yet. Trying to look on the positive side of things I am still down from my beginning weight from 2002 of 316 pounds. I have kept off 38 of the 90+ pounds I lost and I am back on my way down again. My last weigh in was a maintain and I am sure this one is going to show a loss (unless PMS messes it up...I know right now my home scale shows 3 pounds gone). Another depressing thing about turning 40 was that both my parents died in their 60s and that just scares me big time. I want more than another 20 years.

We have had a stray cat hanging around for a couple of weeks and I had been feeding it. It was getting cold here so on the Monday evening I decided to take the cat to the vet. Get all the shots and a heath check up for it and adopt it since it had adopted me. Things didn't work as I wanted. The vet hurt the kitty with all the things that she needed to do (which began the freak out of the cat), being inside my house freaked it out more and my cat we have had for years finished off the job just being in the same house. Sebastian (our cat) didn't do anything...it's not that, in fact he just watched her from a distance since she was so strung out. Poor kitty (I called her Lucybell) would not calm down and spent two days in my house being in fear, hissing scratching. I couldn't even treat her for the ear infection she had so I finally gave in and took her to the humane society so they could treat her and hopefully find her a home with someone that can keep her outside (with shelter of course). I live in the city so there was no way I could have her outside. After I dropped her off I cried cause it broke my heart.

On top of all this I got back home to come down to a tummy bug that did me in for the rest of the night...or maybe it was just stress but either way it was no fun. Then last night I slept (from 7:30pm to this morning) to make up for all the sleep I have missed this last week. I am ready for things to calm down. I'm ready to feel a little holiday cheer. And I am ready to get back on what feels a more normal schedule with stuff.