There's nothing that reminds you that you're getting older than spending half a day sorting out the how's and what's of Medicare and then later signing up for a retirement check. In my head I'm twenty so those things sound like they belong in the realm of the ancients. Maybe that's why I've been putting off thinking about it. I just don't feel ancient yet.
These things take some getting used to. Like for Medicare, it looks like I have to pick out a Medicare doctor? What happens if I don't? They don't cover me? Or am I OK because I'm going to keep my state retirement health plan? I'll check into that next week. At least I've found that if I keep looking the answers eventually appear on some web page. Because I often forget where I found something important, today I copied every tidbit as I went along, and copied them into a Medicare document on my desktop. Right now it feels like a bit of overkill but my experience tells me I did the right thing.
Oh, I haven't kept up on the diet progress. It's still great. Except, confession: I am starting to think about s'mores, cake, cookies, potato chips. Crap. I mean "crap" as an expletive, am not implying at all that those foods are crap. Quite the opposite.
But really, I did kind of have to go off the diet last weekend due to lack of planning and being at a party without my own food. I only lost a day, in that I gained a pound back the next day, and then it was back to dropping. It's not as dramatic as in the first week, but I don't really mind. I'm so comfortable with this way of eating that I fully expect to happily do another round of shots (which comes about 6 weeks after the first round ends, if I remember correctly.)
Lara's coming to spend the night in a couple of hours. She's bringing an easel for me. I plan to begin painting. She also is going to help me put a floor lamp together but doesn't know it yet!
