I don't know where to begin! Life has been having its way with me. I am doing my best to hang on. Work is busy. My tenants are moving out of my rental property. I'm afraid of the scale. I still haven't started on my roof. My youngest daughter's birthday is NEXT week and I have planned NOTHING.
I've barely blogged. I've barely read blogs. If I am reading, I should be doing other things. My house looks like a bomb went off.
Remember how I was all excited last week about exercising a bunch extra? Well, Matthew fixed his car (after being parked about 15 months) and so now I'm just doing my "normal" exercise. I feel like a slug. Yesterday I had a meeting at church and I thought about riding my bike, but I decided against it. It was raining...excuse, excuse. I was a slug. Yes, I'm still walking every morning and riding my bike to work twice a week, but I pretty much quit doing all the extra stuff.
I'm afraid of the scale. Like irrationally afraid. I've lost weight consistently following the same food plan I am following, but for the last month my weight has bounced around. Last week I was down slightly, but I'm afraid to get on the scale tomorrow. I hate that it still has so much power over me.
My tenants are moving out. I am trying not to freak out. I need to get it re-rented very quickly. Ack! Please say a little prayer that I get great tenants/neighbors (I live next door). I can't afford to lose any rent or spend a bunch of money on repairs and renovations.
Work is getting crazy. Stupid job. Why can't I be paid to read and write blogs all day? I'd be perfect for that job! Allergan? Are you reading this? I have your product installed in me and I've lost all my extra weight? Hire me to read and write blogs!
Okay...I better get back to work!