Every January I start a diet. Every January I fail a diet. Every February I am depressed. A relentless cycle And the two youngest jackwagons won't go to sleep. I already lost the first post - the one I wrote for a long, long time and promptly lost due to the inability to find the server. What a day.
On a lighter note, we did go to the new YMCA today, and it was quite nice. I expected it would be, as it is brand new.
Maybe when I do physical therapy, I will swim. That would be ok. My back might actually like that.
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