At least that's what I keep saying to myself. I'm determined not to fall into any depression this season. I can feel it back there, trying to drag me down sometimes, but I won't let it get me this year.

I've filled up a couple of my evenings with belly dance class and a knitting circle, but I'm not really happy with the style of the dance and the knitting circle is filled with women 20 years my senior. I've nothing in common with someone who has full-grown grandchildren. Still, I will continue until the end of the year, at least. After the belly dance class, I will be taking violin lessons from RB. He's the one who taught Lady Dreamer and he's pretty straight-forward. I'll decide about the knitting circle later.

I'm still working out and I really do feel great about that. I don't really see that much of a difference in the mirror yet, but I can feel a strength growing under my skin. I know that I will be able to reach my goal and I am looking forward to doing so.

I'm trying to find a replacement for retail therapy, though. Right now there isn't anything I want more than to drive over to the mall and buy something. The worst part is that I do actually have a little money that won't cut into the budget at all. And no one to talk me out of going. Other than myself. And the fact that I'd like to use that money for a deposit on customizing my spinning wheel.

Time for a shower, comfy pjs, knitting and some hot cocoa. Or something a bit stronger than chocolate.