Wednesday, September 29, 2010
It all started when I weighed myself this morning. I had gained two pounds.
Then I started getting depressed. I'm worried about my finances. I'm behind on a lot of bills, and I want to go to Florida in December to visit my dad, who is in failing health. I'm worried about my family. My son has been unemployed for about 4 months. I'm worried about my other son's marriage. I'm worried about my daughter. She's in her final (I hope) year of college and her finances are in trouble too, and I can't help her.
I know that yesterday I went over my calories. The rule for first-week fast break is not to worry about calories. But I didn't think I went that far over! And I got my exercise goals in.
Well, at least my blood sugar was good. At 99. It's been fluctuating from 98 to 108 every morning. Have no idea why.
Okay, enough whining. Life is hard. Today is another day. It's almost noon and I'm still in my pajamas. Time to get moving.
Thanks for letting me vent.