My knees are screaming and I can hear my mom

I can hear her asking, "Have you taken any Advil yet?" to which I respond by shaking my head. And if she were here she'd probably sigh and mutter something about me being difficult like my father before searching out the Advil bottle. I think I'll always be able to hear her in my head. I got really excited when I saw the Netflix has the shows we watched together. I can see both my parents getting into Netflix.

On another note, Mr. B seems to be enjoying his job. I'm happy that he's happy, but I also miss him. I find myself putting shows on in the background that he likes to watch so that it seems like he's here. Or just closer. I don't actually know why I do it. But it makes me feel a little safer and a little happier. I flirted with the idea of watching a Miss Marple or a mystery like I usually do with my mom, but I worried it would make me more sad, not happier. So I'm putting that off.

Oh I feel old. I'm trying to help a friend out and stay healthy at the same time. So I've put together a workout plan that includes 5 hours at the gym a week. My poor achy body isn't super thrilled at the moment. I'd gone down to one hour or less once a week and getting back into groove is not making my legs very happy. I keep meaning to stretch more, but it's not very compatible with reading for class. Hopefully by next week it will get easier.

Today was a long day. Had a meeting on top of class time and then an hour at the gym. But I think it was a good day. And if nothing else, I should sleep better tonight. Sleep has been a tricky endeavor the past five or six weeks. Some nights my mind is too busy, some nights I'm just not able to get sleepy and others I'm allowing my own imagination to freak me out. But it will even out. I'm sure of it. I'm sure my lovely allergy season isn't helping either. I can't seem to shake the head cold. So I think that's adding to my problems falling and staying asleep. I'm hoping it will end in October...and that's not that far away.

I'm clearly rambling at this point. Maybe I'll try going to bed now. I certainly feel tired. So as long as the mind can still itself long enough for me to drift away, I should be good to go! Bed at 9:30...yep, getting old.