Taking stock at 46

Tomorrow is my b-day. I’ve been taking stock this morning of just where I’m at these days. I’ve been trying to pick myself out of somewhat of a slump these past months. As a caregiver, and really….I’ve been one my entire life in one way or another, I’ve come to realize I absolutely stink at taking care of myself. I’m not getting away with that
unscathed, unfortunately. I’m at the age when hormones are going willy-nilly. I’m gaining weight and feeling sluggish. I keep saying I’m going to put myself somewhere on the priority list, but somehow, I just never do. I know that I need to exercise everyday. I know that I should be