Waiting for rock bottom
Tuesday, September 01, 2015
Last night I tried on some new pants I bought in the hopes they would fit. Of course they didn't which really wasn't a surprise to me. It did discourage me though, but not nearly that badly for I finished off the last little bite of fudge without much hesitation. I feel like I am truly waiting for rock bottom to hit me in the backside and get me going again. Why can't I find it now? No clue. Maybe I should sleep on it. Maybe after the ice cream is gone.