Saturday, March 28, 2009

As Hubby Pointed Out...

Don't you just hate when someone points something out to you that you just don't want to accept or deal with? I know it makes me angry. The real question to ask; why does it make me angry? Sometimes I don't want to look at my life or where I am or what I am doing, sometimes I just want to wallow in my own "hot mess". Hubby pointed out to me today that I have virtually abandoned this blog. He pointed this out because I was shopping backgrounds and he coolly stated,"Oh, that's nice but why bother you don't blog on there anymore." So I got mad; because he is correct as usual...a really annoying trait of his, by the way.

I picked a nice background in spite of hubby or to spite hubby. I haven't decided. I have been in a slump. I made my year -and-a-half as a WW when suddenly I lost steam or confidence or perseverance. I am not really sure what but I lost my twinkle. It is hard to hold onto anything so intangible. I have, to my credit, not quit and still go to meetings with my best gal pal, a friend, and my auntie. My attitude has just gone under a transformation. I have become lax and complacent. I have gained and lost the same twelve pounds since August.

I have just decided today, as a matter of record, that it is time to finish this song and dance. While I realize that a person is never done with a life style change. I need to finish this for me. I have been an overweight person since junior high. I used to cry myself to sleep because I thought I would never get to be the person I knew I was meant to be. I find myself on the threshold to success. I know who I am. I know what I want. I just need to believe I can get there. Fear is a double-edged sword, helpful and hurtful. In the right situation it can put your spidey sense into hyperdrive and keep you safe from harm but on the other hand it makes you hang back when the wind is pulling at your kite and you just know you can fly, if you just believe.

I don't want to be afraid of succeeding anymore. I have done the work, walked the path, and purged my demons. It is time to fly.

I will try to blog more often not just for you the occasional reader but for myself so I don't forget I have me and I am a power to reckon with.

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