December was a tough month for me -- my husband was laid off just before Christmas, my surgery date seemed to be moving farther away, money kept getting tighter, and the loss of a favorite activity, all combined to make me feel pretty low. Work is becoming more stressful, but still manageable. And... I pigged out at Christmas, most certainly gaining back the 15 pounds I am required to lose. Welcome depression.
I should have known better. Yesterday I receive a call moving my required pre-surgery classes from February to January. Next week. I have to weigh in at the first class. Crap. Convinced I'm in serious trouble I rush to Curves and jump on the scale. Say what? I gained 1 pound? No way. I get off the scale and get back on. Yup, I'm still down 14 pounds from my first weigh in back in September. Cool.
Maybe life won't be so bad after all. Money is still extra tight, and will be until he finds a job. I'm hoping to make some extra cash selling paintings, cards, quilts, whatever I can. In the meantime, I have things to look forward to -- that's the best thing.
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Hi Debbie.
We are thinking about you and Fred and Nathan. We both wish you guys the best in these tough times. Kelly
We wish Uncle Fred the best of luck with the job hunt. We are in the same boat with Michael.
Also, I'm so proud of you for keeping that weight off. You're awesome Aunt Deb, and an inpiration to us all.
Love Ya!
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