Quick update on computer: My friend's husband builds computers for a living and is a computer guru and has narrowed it down to the power source or motherboard. (pretty sure it is the power source)

He is coming back over to the house today with a new power source to see if that is indeed the problem and if so, he is fixing it for free!
So, what's new? Well, I had an *inkling* or *crazy thought* or *dream* or *click* last night while I was tossing and turning because I couldn't sleep without dh there. For all the griping and complaining I did about him going to second shift, I HATE sleeping by myself. My mind races, I hear every bump and noise the house makes, I toss and turn all night long..... it's horrible. I miss him so much.

I was real happy about him going to thirds so we could have the evenings together and thought it would be no big deal just sleeping by myself, but I have become very accustomed to him and sleeping (or trying to) without him last night really stunk.
Anyways....on to my *click*. Now, parts of this will be morbid, so I am warning you in advance.
Last night for dinner, we had fried chicken, fried squash, mashed potatoes, corn, cornbread w/butter, onions and cucumber. Needless to say, I ate my fill. Well, actually more than my fill and I felt absolutely miserable as I was trying to sleep. It's almost like you can feel the grease clogging your arteries sometimes.
And then it struck me...... what I've been doing to myself. I've been slowly...killing myself. Now wait...just stay with me for a minute. I'm not hormonal, I don't have PMS, I've not had too many carbs. Just stay with me, ok?
What lengths will we go to, to hang onto this thing we call life? I mean, think about it. We get sick, we take medicine. If we get struck with a terminal illness, imagine the lengths some cancer patients go to. Hair falling out, vomitting constantly due to chemo..... for what? To hang onto
life. That is our ultimate goal. It's not money. It's not career. It's not even home or family. It's LIFE. For without life, are any of these other things even possible?
Still with me? Ok. Several years ago, I worked with an older lady whose son committed suicide. Now, she loved this child with all of her heart and there is nothing she wouldn't do for him. She was actually unable to have children of her own and he was adopted. Bless his soul....he was an odd duck, though. He didn't have any friends and was very hard to get to know. His wife had divorced him several years ago and had custody of their daughter which was also hard on him. My friend did all she could do for him. She would drop everything she was doing just so she could take him a hamburger. She talked to me all the time about my dh going over and just visiting with him so he'd have someone to talk to. (which he did...they went fishing several times) But it wasn't enough. This man was so unhappy with his life that he just didn't want to have one anymore. So he called my friend one day and asked her to bring him a big mac on the way to work. Of course, it was way out of her way....but she did. When she got to his house, what she found was not her son, waiting to eat. She found her son, dead in the floor with his brains splattered all over the wall. He had put a shotgun in his mouth and pulled the trigger with his toe.....and she found him.
First of all, I have severe issues with this because he knew what he was planning and knew she would be the one to find him, which I think is a terribly cruel thing to do to someone who loved you so much, but that is not my point. My point is.... He didn't want life, so he killed himself. He didn't draw it out. He was short, quick and to the point.
Yet, I am also killing myself with the food I put into my body.
Knowingly, willing.... killing myself. Everytime I put a piece of food into my body that is laden with fat, I hurt myself. Everytime I choose to drink coke instead of water, I hurt myself.
No, I'm not going overboard here. I do have the sense to realize you have to have what you want sometimes. But if you are allowing yourself so much that you weight 300+.... you are eating too much. I know it and you know it.
Therefore, I have decided I'm not killing myself anymore. I'm not putting things into my body that make me feel bloated, clogged and lethargic anymore. I am going to treat my body as God intended.... No, I'm not a temple and never will be. But I'm not a garbage dump either.
I'm going to start thinking about what I put in my mouth. I'm going to look at it, feel it, know what's in it before I just chuck it down the old throat hole. What we're putting in our body can and will literally determine how long we live on this earth and I for one, want to live as long as I can. I have too much to live for just to sabotage myself over and over again.
What about you?
Please know I don't say this to hurt anyone's feelings. I say this because I love you guys and I care about you and I don't want to lose any of you.....for any reason.
Please join me in this thing called life. Please..... let's LIVE.
