I have gotten so bad at updating this darn thing. Sometimes, I am tempted to just chuck it and give it up entirely. But I eventually find myself back here, jotting down my little notes, greeting new and old friends.
Things are going well. Part of me is wincing and waiting for the shoe to drop as I say that. But, I just am about done with being negative all the time. I can’t stand it in other people; why do I put up with it in myself?
I have my sweeties, my family. J, the Girl and C. I am blessed and blessed. Plus, two warm, only slighty feisty kitties. I generally wake up with at least part of the family heaped around me on Sunday mornings. I’m looking forward to it. Kitties and J and C kissing me goodbye on his way to work and the Girl bouncing on the bed and Macha looking alarmed and Grumpicus looking pissed. That’s how I know it’s my day off. The hullabaloo and love.
We’re moving in Feb. Its a giant house. Room for everyone and their projects! Plus, the owner is a friend so credit check is a done deal. The bad part is that its in Leander. But for 2200 square feet, I think I can suck it up. You know?
My weight has been pretty stable for the past few months. For those of you keeping score, its been a 120# loss.
I’m pondering some plastic surgery. Breast reduction, for one – with the smaller me, they are really uncomfortable now. There’s a surgeon in Houston that does work on post WLS patients. Plus, he takes my insurance. Plusses all around!
I’d like to see about standing on a beach in a bikini next year. Wouldn’t that be a fabulous thing?