Go down a pants size

Even a surly, implied threat to myself was not enough to make this a reality. I have lots of excuses, none of which are oiginal. I still intend to do this, just not by Friday.

After the day I’ve had, no chocolate is safe.

My brother’s wedding is in TWO WEEKS. Who plans a wedding to fall two weeks after Cadbury’s Mini-eggs season? As of Tuesday, I have forsworn all chocolate, bread and carb-laden goodies for the duration. This is not easy. I’m single and it’s cold outside. Chocolate was my one delight. It’s not as easy to find solace in a spinach and vinegar salad or some steamed broccoli.

However, I really mean this one. I’ve let myself go to pot since I started working in a cube-farm and it’s got to stop. I used to have a cute tuckus. I’m wearing a black halter dress in the wedding and I’d like to be a hottie. Yes, yes I know I’m already a hottie, but since I so rarely wear dresses, I’d like to do this one justice.

Spring was here for a few days and I’m reasonably confident it’ll come back eventually. It’s time to get out of this winter slump and get moving!