Term stolen here.

It is not so much that blogging takes too much time as that reading or being on the web as a blogger wastes too much time. I’m not sure how often I’ll get to post in the near future….

Despite recent accolades for this blog’s popularity (or notoriety), I decided to get rid of the google ads. The problem is that they say I’ve got over forty dollars coming, but I don’t see a penny of it until I reach the $100 mark. Not going to happen in this lifetime. I’m letting it go.

I’ll probably get rid of the Amazon search feature when I think of it and have time. Pretty sure all my readers know how to get there without my help.

January is turning into a really lean month. My “lockdown” is not so much about too much work as too little. Which means every second I do this I’m feeling guilty for not drumming up work.

In terms of health and wellness, January has been the best month in many. I think being forty and thus over the hill makes dieting easier. Before, the main change I noticed was being hungry. Now, the main change is that I’m not as sluggish.

I’ve had heartburn issues that have simply disappeared. Gone. Done. It is like I’ve grown a new intestinal tract or something. It is amazing.

The other day before church, I grabbed a banana because I didn’t want to skip a meal altogether. It tasted like a rich desert. I’ve heard fruit called “God’s candy” before–but assumed it was a lie for controlling children. Taste can be really re-educated, apparently.

I got a hundred-pound weight bag for Christmas, but I haven’t mounted it yet. No, I won’t be putting any faces on it.

My sleep seems to be getting better. This may be because I’m not snoring as hard. But I am still snoring so I’m not sure. In December I started to suspect that I was tired a lot because my breathing was too difficult at night. Not sure what is happening, but I hope it continues.

Two weeks ago I started slowly on this regimen. But I also used the treadmill on alternate days. Hard. Word to the wise, walking on the treadmill while sifting through the fight scenes in Matrix Reloaded can be dangerous. You can’t bend the rules here. I ended up doing nothing the following week. Started again with Simple Fit. Yesterday. Won’t do anything with the treadmill until I’ve got through three weeks. After that I’ll think about it.

This looks like a great resource for connecting with publishers, though the guy’s attitude doesn’t help.

While this is all good, there is still some pretty horrific pressure on Jennifer and me right now. Just got to push through. Covet prayers.

To reiterate, things may get sparse here for awhile.

I’ll try to let you know I’m alive and give hope to the loyal readers.