I bought oatmeal with the best of intentions. It's still in the cupboard. I just cannot make myself cook and eat it. My Dad used to make it everymorning and he would call us and say breakfast was ready. None of us every ate it and he would tell us we were nothing but a bunch of bloomin' ijots. (I did not misspell that word - that's how he said it). I don't know why he continued to make it. I guess he figured that one day we would eat it. I don't think anyone ever did other then him.
My husband got us off to a great start tonight. (I hope it's a start and not a start and an end). He suggested last night that maybe we would go for a walk today. He promised that when we got settled into our new place we would walk. It's been 5 months but tonight we did it. We walked a long ways but - we did 30 min. It was good. I thought our legs would be tired but I stand for 8 hours in a day at work and hubby must walk around the place he works and do night checks so I guess that helps. We'll probably miss tomorrow since I work from 2:30 to 10 PM Have to go buy new shoes in the morning.
VI - You never know...you might work up an appetite for big bowl of oatmeal in the morning after all that walking! :lol: