I’m reading Expecting Adam, by Martha Beck. She’s the life coach featured in Oprah’s O Magazine. I’ve downloaded a couple of her audiobooks, and read her column pretty religiously. I like her. I like what she has to say. And I think that soon I’ll really start to like this book. But the beginning, is, as it should be, the very beginning of Adam’s life, which is to say, a description of the circumstances of their lives when Adam was conceived. Dearest Martha has about a dozen degrees from Harvard, and the stress and pressure associated with the lives of her and her husband are making me depressed and stressed just from reading it. The personal sacrifices these people made, the hard work, just makes me want to go take a nap. It’s all I can do right now to get to a temp job in a timely fashion.

My big goal for the day is to get the marathon blog set up for myself, Tessa and Amelia. We’re doing the Bayshore Marathon up in Traverse City, MI, May 24th. In my mind, it’s barely February, and when I did a calendar check yesterday, I’m actually a little behind where I should be in training. Ah well. Nothing to be done about that, but I do need to buckle down and get serious. I need to get back on the healthy-eating bandwagon and ease up on the mango martinis. Probably ought to take a leave of absence from the margaritas. Probably ought to resume eating foods with nutritional value. Even I cannot rationalize the white cheddar, all-natural Cheetos. (Isn’t that hysterical???? An all-natural Cheeto???? Isn’t that the definition of an oxymoron?? Like, if you look it up in the dictionary, isn’t there a picture of a bag of white cheddar ALL-NATURAL Cheetos? I think, yes.)

We all slip up. We ebb, we flow. I’ve been ebbing for a while now. I’ve been casting about for something to put me back in the current, and I’ve found a lot of stuff that just increases my ebb. So I think I need to clean up, clean my mental house. I started that this morning by ending one liaison. My thinking is that if it doesn’t make me feel good about myself, the person or thing or habit needs to go. I’m doing a lot of stuff that feels like a giant energy suck, and I think that if I’m headed in the right direction, it’s energizing.