Living where I do confines my choices of internet providers. We have a dish on our roof and with normal wear and tear, storms, birds, etc. my internet service is scratchy. That's the appropriate word. Today after a week offline the service tech was out here. A grouchy young guy, but he got the job done. Even though I did not have my online journal, I kept to my promise not to be Oprah. I stayed true to my goal of exercising and counting calories and this morning I weighed the least I have since I started. I weigh every morning. I don't know if that is good or bad. My most current little goal is to get to the obgyn office for my annual exam and just seeeeee if the nurse notices my weight loss. Usually, often, yes for years I have ignored this woman. She's skinny. I'm not. Coming to terms with your weight if often simply recognizing things you have chosen to ignore. (Like your fat butt.) I suppose for years I have chosen to ignore the skinny woman in scrubs who weighs me in during my annual visits. No longer. Nope. She bugs the crap out of me. I'd give anything to hear the words, "My goodness, how did you lose weight?"
I reconnected with a very old and very dear friend today. Had lunch with him. Yes, him. Love him dearly. And my husband knows I do. And I also survived a birthday lunch with my mother and my two sisters. I did not eat ANY of the bread and had the best salmon I have ever tasted. The lunch was very nice.
I decided to heal on the inside and the outside.
Headed to the theatre. I looked in the mirror last night and realized the wig I wear makes me look just like the dead mother in the physco movie.
Sincerely,
I'm not Oprah
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