Been a Hot Minute – A Coffee Moment

As is usual, this morning I am pondering randomness over my first cup of coffee, like where did the expression “A Hot Minute” come from? However I look at that randomness, it’s still been a few since I’ve blogged.

Today’s agenda will include a video call for a project I may be a part of in late January (more on that later), helping prep the evening’s church meal (KP duty, dontcha know), and prepping my own dish to take to the event. In addition, I am doing desk clean up and planning my daily activities around the absence of my Can-Am, 3-wheeler motorcycle ride, that I sold to a lovely couple yesterday.

Such a big announcement in the middle of my everyday-ordinary ramblings!

The bike sale was a good decision, but having said that, I am still mourning the loss. Not because I rode all the time (I didn’t – there was no joy in riding it anymore), perhaps it’s because of what I thought it would do for my relationship. As a side note here, I traded in “Elliott,” my Harley Fat Boy Lo, to get this particular ride. I have owned this Can-Am for almost three years but found that I only rode about once a month, which was not conducive to owning a $20K plus vehicle, so yesterday it went away. Today I’ll get down my bicycle, dust it off, get the tires aired up, and maybe take that ride for a spin. That’s been a Hot Minute too.

My littles are once again on the mend and both should be back in school this morning. The youngest has been out for a few days with fever. He cannot understand why he had to stay home while his big brother got to go; the big brother is ticked that he had to go to school instead of getting to stay home with the littlest. *sigh*

Daughter will be coming over to assist with the closure of my business tomorrow. I’ve got lots to do before December 20th, which is the final closing date my business will be open. I’m as hesitant to let that one go away as much as I was about selling my bike. It’s a struggle!

Son celebrated his birthday yesterday but is still on the lookout for some birthday cake. Nobody in his circle got him one, so today he’ll get his own. I feel kind of bad about that but is there anything I could have done to help with that? Pondering that little scenario…

Lastly, an update on my weight loss journey. The scale has finally been moving in the right direction. Perhaps it’s because of the stomach bug I got earlier this week (thinking about the line from “The Devil Wears Prada”), but I’m within 5 pounds of my targeted goal weight this morning. Not sure if that is where I need to be exactly, is there some magic formula or number to come to? I’m in the dark about a guess-timate; the scale has never reflected such a low number in my adult life, so every time I get on the scale and the number is lower, I’m pondering just when I should stop and go into maintenance mode. I’m now officially a size 10, Medium, down from a 24/26, 3XL. Having said that, I also know that at my age and knowing my history, perhaps a size 10 is my max?

Here’s another thing. I don’t see my overall weight loss.

I pull my clothes from the dryer and think, “There’s no way those things fit this big body!” I know they are going through the laundry because I’ve been wearing them, but my perception of my body image says I am still a size 3XL. I’ve even joked about how those clothes must be magic to stretch from such a little size to fit me! I’m not sure how to wrap my brain around it; I’m taking lots of photos and comparing them with last year’s but that’s only helping somewhat.

Ah well, off to get some sustenance and perhaps another cup of coffee before I leap into my agenda for the day.

Thanks for coming along for the ride this morning, even if it’s not on a Can-Am.