This week has been very long. I hate daylight savings time. Why can't we just keep the time the same? It takes me a whole week to adjust. It's worse when we spring forward for me because I can't get to sleep at night and it feels so much earlier when I get up. Yes, I like that it is light out when I get off of work but I am so exhausted this week that I haven't been able to enjoy it.
The weight loss is going well. It's slow but steady. Some days are better than others. Except for the week I was on the cruise, I have lost every week. Last week I lost all of the cruise weight, plus one pound. That is what keeps me going. If I were not losing I would probably give up. I have a ten week goal in mind though, and I am committed to seeing it through. Physically I am feeling so much better though and we have been exercising more in the last two months than the rest of the year combined.
I am worrying incessantly about something and it is exhausting. It's something kind of scary and I can't allow myself to think about it for very long or I find myself on the verge of tears. Waiting and not knowing are pretty much the worst two feelings in the world for me. I think it is about the loss of control. I know worrying does nothing to help but I can't stop doing it. Yes, I am being vague.
I need to post this somewhere where I see it every day:
Today I will just try to breathe in and out.