Merry Christmas - Here's your present
St. Nick gave me back 1.5 pounds this Christmas. It could've been worse, I suppose, considering I didn't exercise, ate terribly, and had less restriction than I had with the previous fill (go figure). So in the 4 weeks of most of December I lost nothing but gained a pound and a half. I'm not a New Year's resolution kind of gal, but I think I'll make it a goal to work my butt off.
I have a new motivator for me. We're going on another cruise in May, just a short one. Typically these things are temporary motivators that don't work so well for me, but maybe this time it'll be different. That reminds me of an episode on Arrested Development where Tobias is telling Lindsay that he often prescribed an open marriage to couples having difficulty and that it never worked, and then says, "But it might work for us." LOL. Well, it's the only thing I've got right now. I've been an exercising fool since Monday. I've already lost a pound since Wednesday. I hope this last fill helps me to feel full for longer than the last one. So far, no dice. I can eat over a cup of food at a time without feeling satisfied. I just stop because I trust that in 20 minutes I'll feel okay. I usually do but then two hours later I'm hungry. For some people it takes a couple weeks to kick in. I'll wait two weeks and see.
I've applied for another job at Weber State as an Instructional Technologist (aka Multimedia developer for online classes). I really hope I get it. I'll get to work with one of my best friends and even share an office with her. I just wish that one of my other best friends still worked on the team. He abandoned us for a *higher* calling at Utah State. Actually, it's because of him leaving that this position is even available. But it pays a few thousand more than I'm currently making. I can finally pay for this stinkin' band and have a savings every month. Currently I pay my bills and my tithing and then there's nothing left over for savings. For me, though, it was worth it. MY LIFE is worth it. I just wish my mother would come around. She'd be so much happier if she lost 100 pounds. I think she looks great, even at her weight, and everyone thinks she's my sister. Most people say she looks early-mid thirties. She's 48! But if she lost the weight she'd be healthier and feel better about herself. I think my dad would get it before she would. My dad needs it, too. He's got diabetes and he's fairly overweight, though you wouldn't really think that about him. He's 6'5" and has huge muscles, so he's not a small fella. I think he weighs around 300 pounds. My 15-year-old brother Travis is on the same track. The kid is already 6'1" and has huge muscles, but he's getting a little pot belly. I don't wish this fat fate on anyone. I hope Travis doesn't go down the same path we all went down.
Okay, blah blah blah, I'm going to quit now.
I have a new motivator for me. We're going on another cruise in May, just a short one. Typically these things are temporary motivators that don't work so well for me, but maybe this time it'll be different. That reminds me of an episode on Arrested Development where Tobias is telling Lindsay that he often prescribed an open marriage to couples having difficulty and that it never worked, and then says, "But it might work for us." LOL. Well, it's the only thing I've got right now. I've been an exercising fool since Monday. I've already lost a pound since Wednesday. I hope this last fill helps me to feel full for longer than the last one. So far, no dice. I can eat over a cup of food at a time without feeling satisfied. I just stop because I trust that in 20 minutes I'll feel okay. I usually do but then two hours later I'm hungry. For some people it takes a couple weeks to kick in. I'll wait two weeks and see.
I've applied for another job at Weber State as an Instructional Technologist (aka Multimedia developer for online classes). I really hope I get it. I'll get to work with one of my best friends and even share an office with her. I just wish that one of my other best friends still worked on the team. He abandoned us for a *higher* calling at Utah State. Actually, it's because of him leaving that this position is even available. But it pays a few thousand more than I'm currently making. I can finally pay for this stinkin' band and have a savings every month. Currently I pay my bills and my tithing and then there's nothing left over for savings. For me, though, it was worth it. MY LIFE is worth it. I just wish my mother would come around. She'd be so much happier if she lost 100 pounds. I think she looks great, even at her weight, and everyone thinks she's my sister. Most people say she looks early-mid thirties. She's 48! But if she lost the weight she'd be healthier and feel better about herself. I think my dad would get it before she would. My dad needs it, too. He's got diabetes and he's fairly overweight, though you wouldn't really think that about him. He's 6'5" and has huge muscles, so he's not a small fella. I think he weighs around 300 pounds. My 15-year-old brother Travis is on the same track. The kid is already 6'1" and has huge muscles, but he's getting a little pot belly. I don't wish this fat fate on anyone. I hope Travis doesn't go down the same path we all went down.
Okay, blah blah blah, I'm going to quit now.
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