Three more days till I see my girls! Three more nights until I can blissfully sleep in. No kids screaming at me at 5am. No work waiting for me. I am so looking forward to this.
Now if only my damn period would hurry and start so I'm not riding the cotton pony all weekend.
I have been trying to catch up on blogs a little more regularly. It was going well until I started slipping myself again. Don't you hate it when you see yourself doing something and you feel helpless to stop it? In my quest to be more mindful of my decisions, I find myself falling into the trap of giving myself permission to have the not-so-good stuff way too often. Maybe the question needs to be more like, "Will this help me to reach my end goal of being healthy and losing weight?"
I also hate that I am in PMS mode right now. I weighed in for our challenge at work, and I was up a pound. It's hilarious because on my home scale I was up 4lbs. What the ever loving fuck is that about? I will never know. And for right now, I don't care. All my caring is wrapped up in getting all my work crap squared away so I can leave for 5 days and not have to (care, that is). Also, I am going to come clean and tell you that my scrub pants are tight, and that makes me mad. It also makes me glad I did not give into PMS cravings this morning.
I know there are some people out there who are probably saying, well, if she'd quit the donuts, she'd probably lose weight. Yeah, you're right. But, I just have to thank you guys for continuing to be nothing but supportive. I try to be honest here about where I'm at with things, and this past 6 months has been a struggle on so many levels. I want to continue to put it out there because I know there's always someone else feeling the same. If there's one thing I've learned from blogging, it's that we are not alone!