Much to my chagrin, Siete actually reads my blogs. As you can surmise, she was none too pleased with “Rose Colored Glasses”. Needless to say, I am eating healthy again, exercising more and back on the wagon. So if I seem a bit cranky; well, you now know why.
Given my recent lifestyle change, I have found that eating healthier isn’t really the issue. Giving up beer, well that is another story. In an effort to take my mind off my yearning desires, I decided to spend the weekend doing “honey dos”. I spent numerous hours cleaning the garage, washing and waxing the cars and mowing the lawn. Heck I even cleaned out the gutters and trimmed the trees. I was being a good husband. In the midst of my chores, I looked over at Siete and saw that was smiling from ear to ear. The kind of a smile that showed her gratitude and appreciation for all the sacrifices I am making. Thinking about it, it may have been the happiest I had seen her in quite some time. However, true happiness is often times fleeting and when she found me passed out on the patio, beer in hand; her smile quickly vanished.