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January 10th and Christmas is Still Not Quite Gone

9af61aac02a42e1cd147f625c1e32e15Today we made progress. All of the tubs of Christmas decorations made it from the hallway and living room out to the garage and up into the attic. All but the Christmas tree and ornaments. That’s a whole other project for a whole other day.

What’s left of Christmas at this point is my beautifully decorated tree surrounded by four plastic totes of various sizes and colors. My sweetheart bought new totes this year, and we filled them and got rid of some of the old broken ones. There’s one large new one and three smaller old ones left.

Many of the ornaments are fragile, and I store them in their original boxes. I know it takes up a lot of space, but I’d rather do that then break them.AC037619l I’m tempted to just take them all off the tree and throw them in a tote, but the satisfaction of getting it done would quickly be replaced by disappointment finding broken ornaments that hold sentimental value. Nope, it’s just not worth it.

So, for now, I’m happy that MOST of the Christmas stuff is gone, but I’m still dreading undecorating the tree. Why is it so much more work than decorating it?

Maybe by this time next week Christmas will be gone for good, at least for another 11 months.


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Welcome to 2016 and Back to Reality

champagne2Another new year. Another holiday season draws to a close. Another time for reflection and another call to action. At least that’s how it usually feels with a brand new year. This year, however, I’m not sure I’m quite feeling it.

At least the call to action, part.

You see, I was doing so well, but then the holidays hit and I learned that I’m losing my nutritionist. I’m sad about that. It reminds me of the time I was doing so well on Jenny Craig (way back in my twenties) until my “consultant” left for a new job. The new person just wasn’t the same, and I lost interest.

Then there was the wonderful chiropractor I lost. Say what you will about chiropractic, but I could walk in with a pounding headache and walk out feeling like a million bucks. He was terrific, and I appreciated both his technique and his personality. I was sad the day he told me he was relocating, and I’ve never found anyone who could match his skill. I’ve given up trying.

I realize I’m being a big baby about this, but I want to keep working with her. I felt empowered and successful and after each visit with her. I felt as though I could carry on the struggle of losing weight in a safe and sane way.

I know that the changes I make in my life have to be made by ME, for ME. I get it. But it’s so nice to feel like I have someone in my corner cheering me on and believing in me.

I have to shake off my boo hoo attitude, drop my holiday mode (lobster, champagne, fudge…) and get on with it. I can do this, even if I have to do it alone.

 


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How I’ve Missed You

My poor dear little blog, you’ve been so neglected.

I could tell you that it’s because it’s holiday time, and there are so many other things I feel I have to do, but I don’t think that watching holiday movies is a good excuse.

I could tell you that it’s because it’s the end of the semester at school and I have to wrap up the grading and projects and all the other things that go along with this time of year, but really that’s kind of an excuse too.

I think I may be neglecting you because I’m just tired.

I’m tired from work.

I’m tired from the stress of my kid applying to colleges (but hey, he’s been accepted to TWO universities, so it’s not bad news).

I’m tired from preparing for a trip. Ok, not really. I tend to be a last minute kind of a gal, in case you hadn’t noticed.

I think what I’m really tired from is the diminished level of care I’ve been giving myself. I’ve allowed my old habits to start creeping back in, a bit at a time. Some Christmas cookies here, a glass of spiked eggnog there, a bit of fudge, a glass of wine… it all adds up, and it’s added up. Not to worry, though, because I had an appointment with my nutritionist on the calendar. I knew she would help me get back on track. Except that it didn’t quite work out that way.

You see, this lovely woman who has been so instrumental in helping me lose weight and become healthier has had a surprise thrown her way. She will be leaving the medical group where she’s been working, and she’s not sure of her next move.

I’m sad for her, but she has a wonderful attitude. She’s framing it as an opportunity for growth. I admire that. But it still sucks. It sucks for her to have to look for work, especially at this time of year, and it sucks for me, because frankly I really like working with her. She comes from a place of wisdom and no judgment, and I find that so helpful.

Our paths may cross again. I hope so. In the meantime I wish her well. Now to get off my tush and start taking care of business once again, with or without her help.