Well it's eight days until cruise time. Shall I start packing or wait until the last possible moment? My mother would have been packed two weeks ago. Me? Not so much! It's so easy now though. When Sarge was going he had to have so much medical stuff, nebulizer, oxygen, all kinds of stuff I was always afraid of forgetting something even with my list. Now if I forget something for myself it's not a big deal.
I have some anxiety about gaining weight on the cruise. I know I won't be able to eat like I do at home but if I can just not gain too much I'll be happy. But alas, there will be cake. Cake of every size and color and shape and all I can promise is to do my best. I will be doing a lot of walking though and that should help somewhat.
Tuesday I go back to Dr. Wacks. It's only been a month since I went last but he wanted to see how I was doing on no blood pressure meds.
Is it just me or is it totally nuts that people have been in line for two days already to buy stuff Thursday night? Really? Is there nothing else they have to do for six days? I realize there will be some great buys for the first few shoppers but really if they put that time to better use they may be able to earn more money than they would save camping out in front of stores in the freezing cold. Think a bit about the logistics. Bathroom breaks? Baths? Food? Changes of clothing?
Guess that's it from me today. Hope your Monday and new week are totally tits. Mine will be for sure!