Pal of my cradle days
I’ve needed you always
Since I was a baby upon your knee
You sacrificed everything for me
I stole the gold from your hair
I put the silver threads down
I don’t know anyway could ever repay
Pal of my cradle days.

– Ann Breen

Have nothing in your houses that you do not know to be useful or believe to be beautiful. – William Morris

I have clothes in vacuum sealed bags, some of which have not been used since I moved to Japan.  Today I threw out about half of them.  I have kept some that don’t fit but that qualify as beautiful.  Some are beautiful because of the memories associated with them.  I’m not going to throw out my wedding veil simply because it has no use.

Next, I need to tackle the wardrobes.

I went to the gym today. I can’t be the only person that has a head full of excuses. It seems I would rather do laundry and wash dishes than go.  And I’m not really sure why.  Once I’m there I always manage to get through my workout, but I have to drag myself to the place.  The gym was incredibly busy.  There had to be at least 50 people using machines and the classes were filled to capacity.  It certainly seems like other people can make the effort to get there.

I need to change how I feel about the gym or I need to find some other suitable form of exercise I can do elsewhere.