Thanks for the will power dust,
Phyllis; I can use every little bit of help I can get. Now, you know what
really puzzles me? When we aren’t dieting – or lifestyle changing, or whatever we are currently doing – and we’re eating pretty much whatever we want, and getting very little exercise at all, we don’t seem to GAIN a pound or a pound and a half every couple of days! I mean, if we DID, we’d have weighed a whole lot more than we do a whole lot sooner than we did, right? But once we make changes for the
better – once we start to eat healthier and exercise more, and keep track of our weight fluctuations, it seems like just one or two slips can spell big-time disaster. Like, for example, I lost four bloody ounces by (pretty much, or almost) sticking to the straight and narrow, but could easily gain five freaking pounds back if I dared to “slip” more than a few times! Where is the justice?????
Well, clearly there isn’t any justice in dietland. Don’t mind my ranting – sometimes I just fall off the “positive attitude/rah, rah sis-boom-bah!” wagon and get a little irritable and grouchy
with the whole process. NOT that I would even consider quitting – not THAT – but sometimes it just feels good to grumble and feel put upon. And the WEATHER isn’t helping!!!! Rainy & miserable all day yesterday (no bike ride) and now cloudy and humid today, going up @ 80+ something or other. I slept very poorly last night despite being in a spare bedroom (MY spare bedroom; I’ve been sleeping in it more often than not these days, and can hear DH snoring sometimes, all the way down the hall) and I wasn’t at all happy about getting up at 5:30 this morning. So I didn’t. I kept telling DH to come back to wake me up again “in ten minutes” and he had to do it three times before I rolled out of bed. I actually considered not taking my usual bath – was going to just do a quick “wash up” and get dressed, but chickened out at the last minute and ran the tub. The old “What if you’re in an accident?” scenario that mummy used to warn us about. But I really WAS considering it – considering no bath, I mean. Felt positively zombie-like
this morning.
Hah!
Meowee-Linda! You and I are undoubtedly setting some records hereabouts, don’t you think? What’s worse is that my eldest daughter’s daughter is actually
16 already! That gives me about five years, here…and at, say, four ounces a week (although with MY luck, my neurotic metabolism will think it’s being starved to death even at THAT ridiculously slow rate, and hunker down and conserve every last bit of fat it can against the perceived threat of prolonged hunger …and if I lose ONE ounce every couple of weeks, I’ll be doing well) it’ll take me the rest of my LIFE to become presentable enough to attend her graduation!
Hiya
Jo-annie! You are always such a breath of fresh air! Oh, lawdie! I remember the Shawshank Redemption! What an incredible movie! It made me so sad. I actually did my master’s thesis on the psychological effects of long-term incarceration. It evolved out of an internship that I did with the MA Dept. of Corrections. I also helped design a re-entry program for prisoners returning to the community in Western MA, but that was more recent – about eight years ago. I’ve spent half my life wishing someone would just give me a nice, big grant without any strings attached so I could buy an island somewhere and set up a working farm and retreat center for convicts where they could learn to respect themselves, the earth, and other living creatures – which could, I think, go a long way towards changing their perceptions of the world and their place in it. But <sigh> nobody ever did (give me a no-strings attached grant), and if it doesn’t happen soon, I’ll be too old to facilitate it. A couple of my own children have an interest in prison reform, though, so maybe it – or something similar – will happen in this next generation.
Lyn – hope your weigh-in went well! (Gawd, how I hate the thought of weighing in anywhere, anytime, any place!)
I’m so glad to hear that your things are selling,
Karen! Did you take any one of those potential jobs, incidentally?
LindaD, take all the time you want/need before even thinking about dating. In fact, the less you think about it, and the more energy you put into creating YOUR life the way YOU want it, the more likely it is that somebody who actually
fits with that lifestyle will come along. And even then, you’ll have to think twice before scooting over to make room for him, because you’ll be so content with things the way they are. That’s how it was for me, anyway. I hadn’t been on my own in 25 years, and discovered that I loved answering to nobody but myself. My current DH had his work cut out for him to convince me otherwise. Now, of course, I’m glad that I allowed myself to be convinced, but back then, I was the queen of skeptics, and that’s the truth! (Actually it sounds like
you’re already very happy with you, which is why you are so effective on your job and why things continue to work out well for you, no matter what your company does.)
Thank you,
Lynn, for your comment on my writing. It’s rather an honor to receive that sort of feedback from someone in your position. Writing for 3FC, of course, is pretty much stream-of-consciousness stuff; FUN for someone who spends 90% of their time writing work-related nonsense that gets edited six ways from Sunday. I, of course, like fifty million others out there, have a secret novel tucked away in the bowels of my home computer that gets dragged out and polished up every so often, and then put away again for the duration. Perhaps my children will see about publishing it after I’m gone. I’m not sure I could bear to have anyone read – and critique – it while I was still around to suffer from bruised ego syndrome.
Good grief,
Moxie! If I got involved in that kind of competition, I’d have to stop shopping! I’d be broke in no time flat! I can see that you’re made of more solid stuff than I! Good luck to you! I will be glad to cheer you on!
I have a digital scale,
Lily. I HATE it! (
Jo-annie & I are NOT friends with our scales; we find them very two faced, right,
Jo-annie? One minute they’re your friend, and the next minute, they’re saying you weigh too much! With friends like that, who needs enemies????)
Good to hear from you again,
Heidi!
Sorry about your dad’s diagnosis,
Paula – let’s hope for some better news in the future.
And yes, my dear psychic friend
Jo-annie, I AM typing now, too!
Must run - have a great day, all you loverly
GOLDEN GIRLIES...
TTFN,
Z
It's so nice having you here!
Almost back to by pre-vacation weight. Not going to say much more today...used up my free time doing my Intro.
I didn't buy much but I did buy these cute little biscottis -- 5=140 calories. So guess who scarfed down 10 last night -- I paid for it with an upset tummy. When will I learn 
at least. My morning has been very busy. Took Jazz in for bloodwork (he's my diabetic cat); then did a bunch of shopping; and now I'm taking a quick after lunch break to say HI to everybody before I go back to pick Jazz up again. He's doing very well, BTW. Finally his blood sugar is in the good range (7 Canadian scale / 126 US scale - average today -- yes Lynn, they work on the same scales as we do) and he's back up to his fighting weight (almost) at 8.8 pounds. So we get to maintain at 5 units of insulin, twice a day now. Yippee.
