*that May 13th post*

oh, man…

I haven’t been walking. I haven’t been eating right. The only thing I’ve been consistent with is doing whatever I want.

So, here I am… writing my wrongs. (Get it? Writing? 😬)

I decided this morning that I need to get back on track. Things were going so well. I even slacked off on all my vitamins. I’m back on (most) of those. 

Let’s get to another reason I’m here. I asked for a little sketchbook for Christmas and got it. I carry it with me everywhere. (That’s why I asked for a small one.)

I’ve been in an artsy mood lately. I’ve been wanting to create something. I’ve been turning to my sketchbook. I figured I would start posting my sketchbook entries here. I’m not saying they’re good sketches. I’m saying I’ve done some and I’m thinking that maybe putting them out in the world might inspire me to do more… do better. 

I’ll go ahead and catch you up. 

Not my first entry but second. (My first entry was me being anxious in the doctor’s office. Nobody needs that.)

March 19, 2026. We stayed at The Tremont in Galveston. Cosme was working and I was waiting. This was our window. 

Maybe the next day. I had a coffee cup. This does not look good enough to drink. Next!

April 6, 2026. My headphones. 

April 19, 2026. Me. The grandson didn’t like it. He said I looked old. Newsflash... I am.

Sitting out in the backyard on Mothers Day morning with coffee and my sketchbook, I drew the rope swing. The grandkids love that thing.

Watching the kids at their house, the grandson was playing with his things and the granddaughter had her sketchbook. I pulled mine out and grabbed this straw skull of the mantel.

Back to present day:

So that's what I started on May 13. I went back and read through it. Notice that I wrote I'd been slacking on my vitamins and was getting back on them. I haven't taken any since I got sick. I guess I know what I'll be doing as soon as I post this. Maybe they were helping. Oh yeah, then there's all that not exercising or eating right bit. Doing better starts NOW.