Excellent description!!
My anchor was a straw, that I cut into thirds. I put one bit into my wallet, taped one bit to my fridge, and taped the final one to the TV remote control. ( It wasnt close enough to remind me on the TV.

)
The straw was a physical representation of the feelings I had that led me to change my lifestyle. aka...
" This is the last straw! "
or...
" The straw that broke the camel's back. "
More importantly the straw that broke me. That moment that brought me to tears and recognitioning of what I had done and where I was. I will never forget that moment or THAT particular feeling.
I've been at this for awhile now. As I have grown or shrunk

evolved works.

So has my anchor. I'm notorious for out-thinking myself. Trying to cover all my bases and plan for any and all eventualities... real or imagined.

There were times I had gotten so caught up in the thought process, that I had failed to realize I hadnt actually done anything. But I felt productive because I had a plan.

I needed to simplify! So I came up with the acronym... Kiss.
Keep
It
Simple
Sassy
A cheap easy reminder, lipstick and a postie, and viola!
Water. Portions. Move. <~~ And for me, that's about as simple as it gets.
