Am I in the Fun House??
Thursday, March 28, 2013
Still no movement on the scale! This is super annoying, especially considering its nasty attitude. Crouching there, sneering at me as I slowly approach, removing everything that might weigh an extra ounce. And that evil chuckle as I step sadly off, disappointed again.
Even worse, since I've been stuck in the same place so long, I'm beginning to notice other things that are also making me grumpy. As long as the scale was slowly receding down past the little numbers, I was excited, and pleased with myself. Now that there is no downward movement to celebrate, I have found other things to be critical of. For instance, why did I have to lose first in my face? People come up to me and ask, "Have you been sick, honey?" Really, is that supposed to be encouraging? And why has my bust decreased? That just makes that spare tire around my middle even more noticeable!! Whose bright idea was that, Mother Nature??
And another thing; if this keeps up, I won't have to wear an apron when working in the kitchen....I have my own homegrown one always there, if you get my drift. It's hard enough to stay positive while waiting for that blasted needle to move. It's just more than flesh and blood can bear to feel like I'm looking like one of those fun house mirrors that make parts of you expand and contract in weird ways!
I tell you, it makes me long for the good old days when I had knobby knees and elbows and ran everywhere because walking was too slow! Of course, I was only a kid then. Not a grumpy grammy with a stubborn scale. Oh well, at least that evil little needle hasn't moved back up any. That would be a real reason to be grumpy! So back to business, nose to the grindstone. I will not eat a pound of dark chocolate, or a can of cashews. I will munch on some celery and be thankful for small blessings!