So, I’m still hanging around. I have been pretty busy with the new puppy. I haven’t been good at all about WW. My heart just doesn’t seem in it, at this time right now. I know I really need to get this under control because my work clothes are getting tighter. I couldn’t even button my pants yesterday. Luckily they also had a string tie closure so I could still get away with wearing them. Today I am wearing my fat skirt (the one with an elastic band) which is very comfortable, but I have only one of these so I’m not sure what I’ll be wearing tomorrow.
I’ve been so busy this week at work. Running about shopping and trying to coordinate all the items for the Grand Opening of our neighbors next door. We are partners with them so we need to have balloons, food, drinks, decor, etc all done in an autumn harvest theme. Just finished putting together 6 giant planters in the theme yesterday. Oh, the opening is this weekend. I really didn’t think it would be so difficult to try to find someplace that would do pumpkin tartlets and baklava for 200 people. Then the balloon delivery was a nightmare.
So anyway, usually it’s pretty slow this time of year and I have plenty of time to sit at my computer to surf, blog, whatever. Not this time.
As for the home life, it hasn’t slowed down much either. Trying to get ready for my littlest birthday party this Friday. I haven’t even ordered the cake yet or put together the treat bags. I’m still watching the puppy like a hawk even though he seems to be pretty much litter trained. We’ve only had a couple accidents this week and one was my son’s fault. He took him out of the play yard but didn’t open the door for puppy to get to his box. He peed right outside the door. At least he tried to get back.
As for my DD. She is still having boy troubles. He is currently dating someone else but for some reason feels the need to rehash the special moments they shared together via texting. What a loser. Then he also likes to play this game where he gives his phone to his new girlfriend and she texts my daughter pretending to be him. Why can’t they just let it go?
I am happy to annouce she made Anacarusis! It’s an honors choir. You need to be asked by your director to even audition, then you record a tape of yourself singing the song they request. The recording is sent on to a board and they choose the choir. It’s a state wide search, so I’m very proud of her again. She’s my busy little bee, she will be starting danceline soon here, continuing to play volleyball with the junior olympics team, she’s still on the “A” honor roll and practices music for Anacarusis at home, her spare time is mostly spent with her friends until I get to be the “mean” mom and make her stay at home for an evening, sometimes, even a whole weekend day!
But, back to the weight loss, which was the initial reason why I started this blog. So I told you about the Grand opening and how I am in charge of coordinating it. I have priced out and tested( ate) so many desserts to see which one will work that I don’t want to even think about baklava, tartlets, quiches, mini muffins, and combos of trail mix ever again. I did find a nice combo though and finished filling, and bow tying 200 bags of trail mix. I have been out of the office this past week and eating on the run (fast food). Yesterday I was so fed up with ordering another salad that I gave into the chicken tenders and fries. The only meal that is even remotely WW is my breakfast.
So I sit here pondering, if I know I need to lose weight, and I know how to do it. Why am I not doing it? My clothes are not fitting and I’m pretty much miserable getting ready for work. I love the clothes I have and I really enjoy wearing them when I’m at my goal weight. I also really want to check out the Vera Wang clothes now sold at Kohls but I’m not even going to step in there until I’ve lost some weight. I thought that would be my motivation but apparently it’s not enough. So where do I find my motivation? Why can’t I get it wrapped inside my head. It’s not helping that we have Halloween candy sitting everywhere. Including my desk. I know my co-workers are just thinking about me, and yes I use to love (& still do) eating all those mini chocolate variety bars. But please, why are you buying me bags of it? Bringing me in a candy dish for my desk? I thought I was being polite when I told you, “oh, no thanks, you just keep it. I don’t even have a candy dish to put them in.” Well, thanks for the candy dish. The only good thing is, I get alot more visitors. They only want me for my candy. I have become a candy pusher!