Day 10 of Post Water Fast by Sacristia Blog entry

Blog: My Health Journey
by Sacristia

Day 10 of Post Water Fast

My daily Journey to a healthier life style

Date: 3/10/2011 2:19:52 PM ( 14 y ) ... viewed 1445 times

February 27, 2011

I laid in bed doing nothing until Noon. That was a good start for the day (sarcasm). Actually, I laid in bed reading a book, falling back to sleep again and then reading a book again once I woke until noon, to document correctly how my morning was. When I finally got up and did my morning thing, I realized that I was kind of hopeless on weekends if I am left to myself.

I putted around the house finding things to do: dishes, laundry, organizing my crochet patterns ( I drug them all out), looking over my recipe binder and find some type of organization for my books. As I started to organize my books, I found myself opening one and reading it. That happens a lot when I go through my books. I LOVE books. More in importantly, I LOVE knowledge. That is one reason why at the age of 6 years old, I wanted to go to college. I remember talking about it with my Gram. She was the one that opened up a savings account for a college fund for me (unfortunately when I was 16 years old, my father allowed me to close it as I was living in Ohio with my mother. And I bought $50 dollars worth of comic books with some of it. I was really into comic books at the time. The funny thing is that I still went to college anyway!) I remember being in grade school and wanting to skip high school all together so I could go to college. LOL. I have always loved books as I long as I can remember. I remember the excitement I have at 6 year old when my mother would take me across the street to the library. (Imagine that! My mother lived across from the library when I was child. LOL) And how I would drag her across the street, when I saw the light on, so I could get a couple books.

I spend a good part of the afternoon reading books. When I took a break and got something to eat, I realized I hadn't called my Dad. So I called him after I had my late lunch. When I called him, he wondered why I didn't call him during the week. I told him that I forgot, as it was a short week and I got a bit busy with working and such. I told him that I was a bit bored and was thinking about leaving the house for a couple hours. The weather was like 40 degrees out, and snow was melting. My Dad encouraged me to go out. I told him that I might go out to my storage unit and check out something things in there. I hadn't been in there most of the winter and now that it was getting closer to Spring, I wanted to remember what I had in there. My Dad told me the next time he spoke with me, he wanted to hear me tell him that I got out of the house and went and did something. He understood that I was feeling too cooped up in the house, as it was making me feel lonely and down. Unlike him (due to his lungs) I am able to get out when I can. Just talking about it with him really motivated me to get out of the house. I think if I wouldn't have spoke with him, I might have just crawled back in to bed until I was hungry or something.

I made my way out to my car, and I realize how quickly the snow was melting. The sun was shining so it really did feel like a perfect day to check out my storage unit. When I got there, I noticed little puddles everywhere around me and wondered if any of the water could have gotten in my unit. When I opened it up, I was relieved to see that it was bone dry in there. It was lovely see my stuff again! My two bikes (a 10 speed and a mountain bike), my spinning wheel, and my sweater containers of books, papers and other odds and ends. I climbed over some of them, as there is not really organization to it. I didn't have time to do that since I had to move a lot of it out of my trailer to make room for Phil and his son to move in. I dug through some of the boxes and found things I had forgotten, like my crock pot little cookbooks. I grabbed those to take home with me. I went through my huge sweater box of yarn and picked out a couple that I could use for granny squares. I also went through a few boxes, and realized that I did have a lot of stuff I could get rid of, but just never had time to do. I guess it is time to do some Spring cleaning. Since Phil has moved out, I could move a lot of the stuff back into my home if I wanted to.

I spend about an hour and a half in my storage unit digging through it. When I got back into my car, I saw that Phil had text me and tried to call me! I got a little bit upset that I missed it. I called him back and said that I got his text and everything. I told him I was busy going through my storage unit that I didn't have my phone one it. I never heard back from him. I tried not to think about it too much, as I was kind of happy, finding all my forgotten treasures in my storage unit. When I got back home

EXERICISE: walked 1.03 Miles,

WATER INTAKE: Less then 8 ounces of water

WEIGHT: 128 pounds