Happy Tuesday! It’s supposed to hit 72° today where I live and the neighborhood is almost back together again after all of the construction. What a great day it would be to wash the car, rake the leaves off the front porch and hose it down to get rid of all the construction dust, or just ride my bike.
Alas, I can do none of those things. Instead, I’ll be hunkered over my computer, frantically trying to meet deadlines.
I’m busy, I’ve had one of those colds that comes with a temperature and an overall yucky feeling, I’m tired, and I haven’t been taking proper care of my diabetes, which only exacerbates the whole thing.
Why is it that I seem to be able to either take care of my diabetes or live a normal life, but not both at the same time?
By “live a normal life,” I mean work, take care of my family and house, visit with friends, do community service work, and all of those other things that make us contributing human beings.
There’s been a certain amount of stress connected with all of this, too. For example, I have an article due Monday that entails talking to a number of people. So far, all I’ve talked to are their answering machines. Remember, too, that Thanksgiving is this week, which will result in even less time to reach them. And I’d rather take the weekend off than spent it writing. Not to mention that I’m going to feel really guilty watching the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade instead of working—but I’m going to watch anyway.
I need to write an article that should have been in to the newspaper on Sunday so the editors could put the health section together early. They need to finish whatever they can before Wednesday, because the Thanksgiving Day paper is traditionally huge and there’s no time on Wednesday to put the entire paper together. However, I just this morning received a lot of the information I needed to write it, and that’s going to cut into my limited research time on the article that’s due Monday.
Sunday evening, the son of a longtime friend called to say he would be in town on Monday morning. And, by the way, he’s now a daddy! (His mother and I really should keep in touch more often!) And my grandchildren spent Sunday night here. So Monday began by getting children off to school, then dashing out to buy a baby gift before meeting my “nephew” for a late breakfast, which was immediately followed by a luncheon meeting which ran late. I didn’t get home to begin working until 3 PM.
I don’t regret one minute of the time I spent with Aaron, even if it did put me way behind. In fact, I’m honored that a young man wanted to spend time with his decrepit, old, gray-haired Auntie Jan. Plus, I got to see pictures of the young princess. I suppose the work will get done, even if not when I wanted to do it. At any rate, I’m pretty sure it won’t go away on its own.
But all this has me eating more takeout and prepared food because I don’t have time to cook. I can control my blood glucose a lot better when I actually take the time to prepare my meals. Last month, when I had more time, I managed to keep my blood glucose “between the lines.” That is, I have my continuous glucose monitor set for a low of 70 mg/dl and a high of 180 mg/dl. My goal is to keep my numbers between those lines. I don’t know about you, but I have an easier time do that when I have time to cook—and eat—something healthier than, say, leftover pizza. (Oh, yes, I did.)
Perhaps, however, it’s time to stop making excuses for myself and take the time a couple of days a week to prepare some healthy foods that I can grab quickly on the other days. After all, I seem to be able to take time for other things, like visiting with a friend.
As for enjoying the outdoors today, I think I’ll take a phone out to the front porch and talk to answering machines from there.