The Visible Woman...March 24, 2004

Wednesday, March 24, 2004

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A Journal from Austin, Texas.
A Project of LBFFP Stealth Publishing.

health and mood

what to do with all that free time

Time seems to open up today. How will you spend it?

I was a little tense about how the day would shape up, time-wise. I told Dad I would do water aerobics with him. I told a tennis team person that I would do a workout from 9:30-11:30 as a replacement (I'm just a sub). And I told a friend that I would be at her house to take pictures for a project around noon. I fudged by writing an e-mail to the person I was going to shoot photos with to say it would be more like one. Then they didn't really need me to sub for the tennis so my day just sort of opened up.

However, at 5PM I found myself wondering where my day went. And yet, I knew. You don't really have that much time in a day. And if you do a little writing, a little pawing through your possessions, eat and read the paper, clean up from that, take two showers, drive out to Rob Roy, take photos and talk to friends, stop in the bookstore for a few minutes, stop in another shop for a few minutes, order a jumbo three gangs switchplate on the WEB, help FFP by scanning a picture and setting him up to update a doctor's website, download pictures, read e-mail, make a few phone calls...well, there goes the day!

Then armed with three DVDs from Netflix, I settled in to watch In the Bedroom and Secondhand Lions. Now watching two movies, that's a time waster!

FFP's parents' house...when it was first built...around 1940

JUST TYPING

Time flies.
The movies announce their toll:
Ninety-eight minutes.
One hundred and seven minutes.
Imagine.

Food Diary.

breakfast

nothing

lunch

four slices turkey bacon
plate of nachos
some grapes

snacks

Jones Cola Root Beer bought at Starbucks (180 calories)

dinner

Square of leftover lasagna
a bunch of salad with cheese and dressing and tomato and pepperoncini and olives
some Boursin cheese and little toasts
about half a bottle of red wine
white grapes
a piece of chocolate candy

Today I
- had candy AND soda AND wine...sad!

Time flies....

I got up early enough not to be rushed going to water aerobics at 8:15. I ended up being a little late when I found out that I was not going to play tennis and I switched tennis for workout clothes. After the water aerobics and a workout, I came home and ate while reading the paper. Then I did a little writing, showered up and went to my friend's house and took a bunch of pictures. I stopped off a couple of places on the way home. Barnes and Noble and Cornerstone. Didn't buy anything but a Root Beer I consumed while looking at some books.

I came home and did some writing. My NetFlix disks came and so that made me figure on an evening in front of the tube. I did a couple of little things for FFP. I got yesterday's journal finished and started today's.

Then it was, suddenly, time to eat dinner and watch movies and shuffle through a few papers.

Reading.

Newspapers.

The Life of Ernie Pyle by Lee G. Miller.

nothing

Thinking about Things.

Souvenir wine bottles.
These could go to recycling right now.
But they stand like soldiers.
Souvenirs of a lifestyle.
The La Grande Dame squatting next to tall-shouldered and proud Petrus.

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Exercise

recumbent bike	32 min
treadmill
ergonomic rower
water aerobics	1hr
chest, shoulder, triceps
leg, back, bicep
lower back	x
ab exercises	x
stretches
walking
tennis

Today I thought I should probably do more time on the bike...but I didn't.

Feel physically good. Mentally, too, although I feel bad about my lack of accomplishments.

It's a Tangled
Web we weave...these
days of our lives.

One year ago
"Thank goodness FFP can find the wherewithal to cook. I would eat salad or nachos all the time. Or just cheese standing in the refrigerator door. "

Two years ago
"Parent's anniversary. Well, it was Friday, but we celebrated tonight by taking them to Four Seaons. This is a tradition of at least three years running."
[And, as it turned out, it was the last one they would celebrate.]

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