I don't know what is wrong with me lately, but I feel bearish about people being there.  I think I am so worried that I'll catch flu that I don't want to be around anybody. 

I went to the YMCA to sit on a hard folding chair with a couple of other fatties (fatter than me) and listened for hours and watched a slide show that didn't move forever, and finally they came to the punch line (the money part) and I found out that I would be expected to give up whatever good foods I have garnered to my lifestyle and trade them in for boxes of food that, with hot water added, will taste reasonably well, and you can eat as many boxes of food a day as you crave, along with a couple of powdered milkshakes (not milk) and this will guarantee you will lose the weight (if you don't eat more than 2 boxes a day), and it will cost you three times as much as you spend now, but you will also be watched by doctors or somebody important, and be evaluated as you go along to make sure they don't become liable if you have troubles.  Oh Lord, stuck in Lodi again. 

I left as soon as the presentation was over.  My back and butt were killing me.  I would have to drive into town at least twice a week to fulfill all the obligations.  Well, I wanted to know.  I was sick in bed next day with flu-like symptoms, and took many home remedies, which worked and I felt better.  What other things - oh yes, I was at the Y and I thought, this is where I would go to get in the pool and swim for exercize.....not this kid, not in winter.  The mere idea!  Maybe I'm such a woosy that it doesn't appeal to me, but I'm not gonna do that, either.  Now to snuggle down and prepare for winter's blast, nesting beside the fire, under a cozy blanket.   I'll eat my healthy bread, one slice a day, with reduced calorie spread, and last night, I made cranberry sauce to eat with my bread.  What a nice treat!  Weight loss will have to occur in a more natural way, I think.