Well, I survived! That, in and of itself, is the real success story, as far as I'm concerned. Okay, the Christmas Day lasagna was a wee bit dry, and the shortbread in those "millionaire bars" for dessert was pretty tasteless, and maybe I'm a bit disappointed that I didn't get a foam exercise mat as a present despite a firm request sent out in advance to various family members, but all these are minor and inconsequential issues. It was, overall, a successful holiday season and I have no serious complaints. Hips held up well, although lots of aching and stiffness on occasion--especially depressing when I'd try to rise gracefully out of a chair after sitting too long, definitely hard to do and required a lot of tightening around the midsection so I could rise up and move without keeling over. and, truly, not very pretty to watch. But, by way of explanation/excuse, I didn't focus on any exercise after last Monday's Pilates class (who had time?!!) and I know, at least for me, that daily stretching is a requirement and when I fail to do that, I pay a price during the day. But, will be heading to the gym today and now that my gift wrapping room has been cleared out and returned to an exercise room, I intend to head in there today and do the assigned stretches.
Best news today is that the house has been de-Christmas'ed, with the tree down, chopped and stuck in chunks in the yard waste bin, and all those candles and holiday decorations have been removed, boxed up and schlepped by my darling husband back into the attic. I am fairly ruthless once Christmas Day is over, tired of those little dust catchers and stuff crowding table tops and shelves, and majorly motivated to get it all removed. We vacuumed up vast quantities of tree needles from the carpets (amazing how those little devils insinuate themselves into the carpet, requiring daily vacuuming to get them all sucked away) and things are looking pretty good. By late afternoon yesterday, my husband and I collapsed into the chairs in our family room and smiled smugly at one another. Love the holidays, but, boy, so glad to get my house back to its normal, calm and uncluttered look!
Hope everyone had a good holiday celebration, with glasses raised to our marvelous hips and bodies, with high hopes that this coming year will be stellar--new bionic hips and a new lease on life! Hurray! And happy Friday!