Things are finally calmed down since the move and the car becoming legal. Believe me when I tell you, it is a relief. Since moving to this place I think I have gotten the best sleep in I really don’t know how long? I even get up early now, well early for me which is between nine and eleven. It’s nice to be able to be up and greet the mailman at the door at nine-thirty. And since being here, I can pretty much set my clock to him.

I am actually enjoying living alone. No longer having to clean up behind other people, being able to stroll through the house skyclad (naked) and most of all, I love the peacefulness. And now that the storm has passed, I can begin to focus on other goals I have set for myself. I even made a list and put it on my refrigerator. I am in no rush to get through the list but as I complete each one, I will mark them off.

I have officially been in my new place seventeen days. Now it is time to get off my ass and start my other list which has to do with doctors appointments. I did make it in to see my primary last week which was the usual check up, to whine about paying homage to the porcelain goddess and let’s not forget the annoying pinch I have seem to developed. And as usual, I had to get blood work done. During our session together, my doctor warned me that if my A1C comes back high, I will have to start taking insulin. I guess you know, I got a message from my doctor’s office on Friday, telling me I need to see him tomorrow, bright and early. No problem, I am no longer that vampiric creature who stayed up all hours of the night. I am now the early bird, catching the worm.

I am really not even bothered with having to start taking the shot actually. My doctor told me long ago this would happen. I am just grateful that my sugar doesn’t run high as some of the people in my family. I had been talking about starting to go to the Y for awhile now. All this tells me is that the time has come for me to do it. My goal is set for this too depending on what my bills look like next month. I know I can not afford a membership but I will pay for a guest pass which is sixty bucks a month. I consider it a warning, telling me to get my ass in gear. I have lost ten pounds already and weigh a nice thick one hundred and sixty-five pounds. My goal will be to lose twenty more, I think I would look good at one fourty-five. I am not trying to become the next Twiggy just healthier. And I already eat healthy so that is half the battle.

What is a bit frustrating for me is the fact that I can’t ever seem to have a happy medium when it comes to my hiv and diabetes. When I am doing well with one, the other craps out. I really try not to bitch about it because I do realize how blessed I have been when in regards to both diseases. So now there is a third list or would it fall underneath the goal about the Y? I guess it would considering it is my health. I plan on losing twenty pounds and eventually quit smoking. I took the first step, I got the patches and I am running out of excuses for why I haven’t quit.