I don’t write as much as I used to. Mostly because it’s hard to be honest when there are 3 other people, randomly reading over my shoulder as I type. But in all fairness, some of it is me. I just don’t always feel it anymore.
Things here, are what they are. I hate it. I have always hated it. And I will continue to hate it. I hate CT. I hate this hell hole of a house. I hate being a prisoner in someone else’s house, but I asked for it, and baby, did I GET it.
On the up side for me, I started a new food plan last month. You’ll notice I did NOT say diet. I have rid myself of chemicals and preservatives, and I feel WONDERFUL.
Back on my birthday, I was sitting here feeling old and fat and disgusted. I came across this blurb on FB. You know the one....that says 5 Things you should never eat? I was curious, so I checked it out. It’s a food plan called Beyond Diet. And the thing that smacked me between the eyes was this simple sentence: “Our bodies were designed to digest FOOD. Our bodies were NOT designed to digest CHEMICALS”
I have lost 15 lbs. in 21 days and I feel FABULOUS! And the kicker? It doesn’t even feel like I’m trying to lose. If I’d understood this 30 years ago, I would never have been a fat person....
The workplace is uncomfortable at the moment. The Account I’ve worked on for almost 9 years has left my company, and I am in limbo, waiting to see what happens next. It makes me edgy. But I’ve done my due diligence and know what my choices are, so am confident it will all work out.
My brother Gary is not good. Please keep him in your prayers. All of a sudden he can’t walk. No one can tell us why yet, but they’re working on it. They’ve been trying to do an MRI of his head, but he freaks out in the machine.... Personally, I’m beginning to think he had a stroke, but no one in my family gives me credence. Wonder what they’ll say if that’s how this afternoon’s attempted MRI comes back.
Aunt Donna is holding her own. Doing, I think, better than I’d expected. Her hair is falling out. She’s going this week to buy wigs. One curly, one straight. You GO girl! Her youngest son shaved his head to show solidarity. Made me cry. I do so love that kid. All of us are supporting her in any way we can. So look out Cancer, my family Army is on the battlefield!!!!!!!!
All in all, I am okay. Nobody ever died from being unhappy, right??
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