I’m not dieting. Well, actually I go back and forth between dieting and not dieting, so that I’m probably just getting bigger.
Last night I drank an entire bottle of wine. Today I have felt like crap because of it.
I got a job. A big one. We’re moving.
Well, I’m still struggling to make heads or tails of my eating habits. I’m also trying to decide if this blog helps or hurts me. I do appreciate all of the comments and the friends that I’ve made both here and on Peaches and Cream, but sometimes I wonder if I wallow in it too much. I know that several of you have considered the same thing. . .
I got a job adjuncting at a local (60 miles away) university. I will teach one class, and it pays little, but it’s a chance to “cut my teeth,” as they say. Looks like I may be taking out more student loans and going to school full time. I’m not totally opposed to this, but I really hate taking out more money. It’s either that or take another job I hate.
What’s another few thousands of bucks when it’s for your dream, right?
DH and I are okay. We’ve had some lows recently. I only hope that we can grasp whatever we have left.
I’m on a low carb diet, too. I was eating way too much crap, and feeling like it, so I’ve had to cut out sugar. It’s sad–I miss my chocolate and cereal. Meh!
Welcome to the Dumps. That’s where I hang nowadays.
Both yesterday and today I dieted. Well, I take that back. I was low-carb dieting until just now when I ate two bowls of Kashi with blueberries and bananas. I couldn’t stand it anymore.
I’m just SO lonely–and when I’m bored and lonely all I think about is how things would be better if I was skinny. Then it snowballs into crash dieting for a few days, then I finally cave and feel bad that I can’t even stick to a stupid diet. It’s hopeless.
Anyway, I hate that lately my blogs have been pathetic. I hope tomorrow is better.
I doubt it, though.