The Write Woman under a Blood Red Moon with 330 Days Left

The moon at 4:30 a.m. in Utah

This morning marked the first of a few things for me; I saw my first blood moon, worked out, and discovered a portion of my body I'd long since forgotten. As far as the first thing, I took a photo to share with you. This time the moon is 5.3% larger than it appeared in April. The red color sort of washed out a bit in the picture, but since my other computer is out, I don’t have the potential of enhancing it. Still, I got up at 4 a.m. to take a bunch of pictures to share. Unreal!

Anyone who has seen my photo thinks of me as a smaller built individual, and in my twenties the rest of my body matched my head. As you can see from the photo, despite my worn-out vanity of my younger years time, stress, and the accident have taken their toll on this body. And I hate to say it—UGH! My body has outgrown my itty-bitty head! I’m certainly not boasting to put this out there on the web, but doing so will ensure my follow through and help others who aren’t quite as daring to do the same—not lose weight in particular, but find something they don’t appreciate about themselves and change it, a little bit at a time. When I went to the hospital about a month ago, I weighed 199 lbs. Personally, I think I was 200 and the nurse saw the horror spread across my face, shaving off a pound. But that was before.

I went to the gym the first time and felt as if I was walking onto the set of The Jetsons. No one told me the bicycles, stair-steppers, and ecliptic cycles have television screens built in and you get to choose your own channel. Do you have any idea what this means? Don’t forget, I haven't had television service at my house in over three years. Now I can stay up-to-date on current events. 

In fact, one of the horrors of Halloween came to light early this year when it’s discovered that drugs are not only distributed at high schools and junior highs, but a woman in Delaware was arrested because her four-year-old was distributing heroin to her preschool buddies at Hickory Tree Preschool. I don’t know if authorities found out because one of the friends told a teacher, or because perhaps one of them was trying to fly off the monkey bars to escape a pterodactyl. I can tell you I’m glad we’re not trick-or-treating in that neighborhood. But this incident is not the only preschool drug bust.

Speaking of Halloween and the unspeakable, I came to a conclusion this morning about the way my life is turning. By the time I got home from the gym,

spoke to Cameron a bit, and then jumped into the shower, my muscles had begun to tighten and I was beginning the feel the impending burn. 

Attitude is Everything

While rinsing off, something unexplainable and unexpected happened. I’m not talking about how many times kids scream, "This is amazing!" in Disney and Pixar movies, I’m talking about a real life extraordinary experience. Are you ready? I got turned on—just from running water. I haven’t looked it up online yet, but I’m curious as to how the mechanics of a body, the dopamine or whatever, get worked up by working out and transfer into a sexual energy. In case you aren’t getting the full impact of this, I have been happily celibate for years upon years, not even interested, let alone curious about getting a partner. Don’t get your waistband under your chin, I’m not looking to book a chapel and drag anyone to the alter, but a few of the cobwebs have blown away. That’s all I’m saying. By the time any mechanics climb under this chaise, I plan on appearing like a new piece of sleek equipment, not a hay baler. I want confidence!

The other goal I have is to be on a payroll of $200,000 a year. Last month, I was unemployed. How likely do you believe it is for someone to gain this income and lose sixty pounds at the same time? I guess we’ll find out, won’t we? If you want to know if it can be done, I suggest you stay tuned for the big reveal (in 330 days).