thebeliever

Finally feeling better, though I got bad news from the doc today-- Type 2 diabetes (which my dad died from, technically speaking; though he abused his body in any number of ways). It's a bummer, but it's also an incentive to take better care of myself, which basically means eating better, which I need to do anyways. Exercise hasn't been an issue, and I don't care for sweets very much. But, there goes my dream of building a house entirely out of chocolate.

So I'll need to see the doctor soon and figure out what's next. (Any FB friends, I'm gonna keep this low key, so don't mention it on there please.) I'm a little disconcerted, but not very much. Most people I know have something they need to deal with, so I guess this one is mine.

Meanwhile, we're having a cold snap here in Santa Rosa, and it's mighty mighty dark. Is it weird that I'm already looking forward to getting coffee tomorrow morning and just holding it in my hand, while wearing a huge jacket? It's the little things in life, you know...