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If you don't know I am on Weight Watchers. This will be my second time doing the program. I started August 2004 and have only lost 8.6 pounds between then and now. It's a loss so I am not complaining. I haven't really been doing my best to stay true to the program during the last four months. Plus my father died four months ago and I sort of just stopped trying hard to lose. I kept losing and gaining the same four pounds. Anyway, I have stopped drinking cokes this past month and I am back at the gym going at least three times a week and I am drinking more water. So, the lifestyle changes are happening, just slower than I would like. What can I say, I fight change. I have never had to try hard to lose weight until I had kids and turned 30 and started taking Zoloft (which I am convinced is responsible for some of the weight gain). This is all new to me. I used to eat whatever I wanted and would just work it off or Slim Fast it off. I was more active then and had time to do just that. Now I have to juggle around three other people's schedules, wants and needs and my wants and needs get shoved to the side. It's easier this time around though since my youngest is in school until 11:30pm everyday. I can go to the gym during that time. I do love the gym. Odd I know, but I do. Anyway, I will keep you posted on my weight loss as I shrink. I might even get brave enough to post pictures!
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What the hell??? I mean as of 4:30pm all hell sort of broke loose. I don't have any other explanation for it except that it must be a full moon. The dog broke out of the fence and terrorized the neighbors but would NOT come when I called him. He would actually run away from us every time we got close to him! Then the kids that had come over to play with my kids had to return home to eat dinner but the little one could not (read would not) find her shoes. I had to remind her about four times to go get her shoes. Then the damn ice cream truck came by our house. Of course, every freakin' body wanted ice cream. So I am yelling at our dog and digging for money and trying to get the other two kids home in time for their dinner all at the same time. Then I cut my foot on rocks that my son had been "demolishing" on our front walk. So I got the broom out after sending the neighbor kids home, making sure everyone had ice cream and cornering our dog (and throwing him in the backyard). After getting the rocks up, I started painting the chair I have been refinishing. Only to realize that I was painting the wooden part with a high gloss paint. I had wanted it to only be a base coat so I could paint a design on it. I now will have to sand it before I paint it or just try to adapt the design so I won't have to sand it. UGH! Then I find out that the damn dog was digging in the backyard tearing up the grass and getting red Georgia clay all over the back patio!! DAMN DOG!! At this point I decide he is out in the backyard to stay most of the night (he's a house dog usually) so I get his self-watering dish to take outside. It promptly comes apart spilling water all over the floor just inside the back door. A huge puddle of water to clean up is what was up next. DAMN! UUUUGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!! One good thing did happen though, my hubby came home and made me crack up laughing and that was just what I needed. He rocks.Current Mood:  pissed off |
Hey this is my first time posting on this new site. I used to have my own old website but decided it was taking up too much of my time. I did miss venting on a semi regular basis though, so here I am once again. I hope this works.Current Mood:  awake |
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