So here I sit, 9:00 pm on a Wednesday. The boy is in bed, hubby is in the basement watching hockey. I am pretty much in a daze, watching the dog snore on the couch. I started using a Fitbit  recently and I have 1,000 more steps to walk before bed. I am thinking I can bang those out while watching Jerseylicious on TV by walking in place. Today has been a trying day. Easter is coming up. I have friggin Easter eggs to fill, and I am convinced Myfitness pal is somehow screwing up my calorie intake even though I know I just need to stop eating everything that is put in front of me. I want to be healthy and active, but something is holding me back. I don't know what it is other than the obvious physical issues of arthritis and fatigue. Sometimes I feel like I've just been dealt a lousy hand but really It's all about choices right? I'm always telling my son make a good choice, think about how to make a better choice...I need someone following me around saying that when I decide to stuff one more Chips Ahoy in my mouth before bed. Oh well off I go to walk in place fore a half an hour so my Fitbit will smile at me and I can see the little arrow point to the goal zone for calories. Peace Out.