It's Monday. It seems like the weekends pass by faster and faster. I have been fighting he chubby finger syndrome and I am starting to see results. At least as far as the scale is concerned. So far I have lost 5 pounds. That at least gives me a start and something to look forward to and some motivation to keep going. The fun part is that I am eating more than usual. I took my first stab at homemade tomato soup last night. We stopped by a roadside vegetable stand and bought home grown tomatoes. It wasn't the creamy, packed full of seasonings that you see in most magazines or on television, but I thought it was delicious. All I had to do was put a little olive oil, some garlic and beef broth in a heavy pot and then core and add 5 tomatoes. I did add a little salt and some oregano. It would be great for a cold winter day drank straight from a cup. I don't know the exact calorie count but it couldn't have been very much since I didn't put anything fattening in it like most recipes. Most that I found add heavy cream.
This week shows promise to be a good week. We have plans to eat out with some really good friends this week that we haven't seen in a while. It's an older couple but they are a lot of fun to be around. I have also decided that since it is coming up on three years since my mom passed it is time to clean out her clothes and get them out of the house. I have been thinking about this for a while but really didn't know if I was ready. Yesterday at church our Sunday school teacher talked about having to clean out his late wife's clothes. It hasn't been long since she passed. He told how he held her wedding dress and thought how unfair life was that she was taken away from him. I loved my mother dearly and the one thing that I thought about when he shared this with us, is how lucky I had been to have had all those years with her. I had time to become friends with mom and my kids got to spend time and get to know a grandmother that loved them beyond measure. Mom wouldn't have wanted her things to lay around unused. She always gave to others and if someone needed something she would find a way to help. I can honor her by donating her clothes to people who can use them. I plan on saving at least one or two pieces of clothing and letting the girls pick out a couple of pieces to send to a lady in the state that make memorial bears from them. It would be nice to take a favorite piece of clothing and turn it into something that can remind us of her and be passed on to her great grandchildren that will never know her.
I have made a decision to get out of the house more. Not just to keep the roads hot but to get involved in things where I can meet new people and make new friends. Maybe this will be a beginning to overcoming my depression. I have never had friends that I could hang out with or just have a standing coffee date. Life has gotten so hectic for everyone. I remember when I was a little girl the men would go to work and the women would get together on Friday morning and have coffee and cake just to chat for an hour or so before the day began. All of these ladies became close friends and were always there for each other. Maybe with technology the way it is today people have started to take one on one conversation with each other for granted. It's getting together face to face with people that lets you know when you are needed and it lets them feel more able to open up if they have something they want to talk about. Besides as Christians we are the hands and feet of Jesus. How can we carry the word if we are propping our feet on the couch? An invitation to church is easily dodged if someone doesn't have to look you in the eye to come up with an excuse. So as the week goes on I am going to look into new things to get out of the house and meet and greet and get to know new people.
Wish me luck, pray for courage and God bless you. I challenge you to get off the couch, out of the house and do something new. Let me know how it goes.
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