Saturday, March 22, 2014
This is actually an observation from yesterday. I went to lunch with dd at an old-fashioned diner in Bisbee. Most of the menu was fried, gravy, hamburgers, heavy breakfast--the usual diner food. I decided the least "dangerous" choice was a plain roast beef sandwich on sourdough. The waitress asked "fries or cole slaw?" Now anyone who knows me knows that I LOVE french fries. But I chose the cole slaw and was relieved when it came that it wasn't loaded with mayo. It was chock full of cabbage, carrots, celery. As I ate it, I thought, "Yum, this is actually more delicious than the fries." A lesson. Today I went to lunch with a friend (yes, my non-restaurant friends, I eat out a lot.) We went to Subway and I realized that I actually wasn't hungry. So I had a simple turkey salad.
All of this good eating and exercising the past four days makes me FEEL like I am getting thinner. But I know how delicate my motivation is right now. If I get on the scale and it doesn't show a change, that could deflate me. So I am NOT going near the scale until the end of the month. I have said it before but I need to keep reminding myself--no weighing.
I had a stressful afternoon. More paperwork required for the condo sale in Santa Fe and of course dh is unreachable in Baltimore. The man doesn't believe that anyone needs him outside of work hours. Sixteen years, he hasn't changed in that regard at all. So I was stressed and at first I thought "Well, I will just have to go ahead." And then I thought, "Wait, a few weeks ago, he was hugely upset that you made a decision, so cool your jets." And I talked to myself that it is HIS decision (it's about some maintenance issues the prospective buyers would like seen to) and if he is unavailable until Monday, the sky will NOT fall in. Right now, I need to be looking after myself. So I took the dog for a strenuous 30-minute walk, then came back and started shredding years' worth of paper. I overheated the shredder after 3 hours but it kept from eating and it DID involve exercise as I had to keep bending down and emptying the shredder, carting the bags to the garage….
It's now 11:30 and I am tired. But it's been good. A long overdue clear out and although my bedroom still looks like it's been ransacked, there are three huge bags of shredded paper in the recycling bin that are a testament to the work I did.