It’s complicated, this cell phone riddled, email addled, crackberry addicted life. This stuff makes it easier to cram your day with 150 different things to do. I want to slow down, appreciate, take the time to breathe and live in the moment. Without these things pulling at me to get up and do something in the back of my mind.
Seems like there are so many times when I acquiesce, settling for the job with the paycheck instead of the lure, the weight I’m carrying around instead of investing in my own health.
I’m in the process of doing this, and it’s helping calm me. It gives me some needed Me time, and keeps me feeling productive when I’m doing nothing but watching TV.
I have a problem with carbs. I love carbs. I would like to balance out my diet so it’s not 80% carbs and the other 20% evenly divided between fat and protein.
I’d like to do this within the next year and today is Wednesday, March 18, 2009. I’m sick of weighing in the 200s, sick of being near my husband’s weight, and mostly sick of how unhealthy I feel. It’s time. I need to say goodbye to my insulation. It’s hurting me, not protecting me.
I’d like to remember that when my kids spill milk on my bookshelf, or the dog crashes through her third baby gate this year or my oldest child is demanding his grilled cheese right the hell now and I’m only just getting out the bread, that I need to count to ten, not holler at them, and chill out.
