So, I kinda disappeared for a while there, huh? I decided to get myself back on here and back on track. And just love that my last post started with “I’m baaaaack!”. I was at that time but apparently not again for the next 6 months!!! Oops, sawry!
The wagon…fell off, banged my arse, got a concussion and then just lay there on the road allowing myself to be run over by several other wagons instead of picking myself up and getting on those!
No excuse, but an explanation: I moved. Far. From Ontario to New Brunswick. And it was expensive, tedious and not something we are going to repeat any time soon. My husband cleverly chose this time for his 2 month visit with his family back in Japan. Ok, ok, it was decided upon mutually because that timing made the most sense for both of us! We packed our life up together, he left the country and I dealt with the movers and moving. And believe it or not, I wanted it to work out that way for selfish reasons. Really selfish. I had in my head how things were supposed to go and I didn’t want to give up the way I saw it all in my head! Ha ha ha! Was I little OCD about it? (Or CDO, as it should be!!!) Only a little and if you were not in my head, it didn’t look like I had control over the situation at all…but there is always method in my madness, ladies and gents. I was in complete control. Just as I wanted to be.
So I moved across a chunk of the country while my husband travelled to the other side of the planet. And I stayed with amazing friends who gave me a roof for my head, a bed for my sleep, and a basement for my crap. They had insisted so I could take my time looking for a place to live and job hunt. I found the new home just before my husband came back and found a job shortly thereafter. It was a ride and a half.
Sadly, neither a calorie burning nor a point counting ride. Major oops.
But I am back. I did slowly gain all the weight back, but no more than where I had started…actually I am thankful that I am at least 2 pounds under where I had been when I started this blog. Just the same, not letting myself off that easily. The old starting point no longer counts in my opinion; my current weight will be my official starting point for beginning again!
The point counting starts again tomorrow. And no giving up, no excuses. The major upheaval in our lives has past, we are settled and routine has taken hold. Time to get back to where I had been before and keep going! While I would love to join WW to go to meetings, my current budget is looking at me saying, “Uh, I don’t THINK so!”, therefore I will push myself to get back on track online and keep at it.
I missed everyone! Watch it…I am going to be stalking your blogs, looking for inspiration, motivation, conversation and mainly just to be back!!!
Here we gooooooo!!!
What a difference a day makes! I went out today to trudge through the snow and it was so beautiful and magical outside, I almost cried, guys! In the morning sunlight, under a brilliant blue sky, the snow sparkled like snow fairies flitting about in the new untouched snow, the clean, crisp air made me feel reborn, smiling lovers walked by hand-in-hand, unicorns frolicked amongst the trees, rainbows appeared above the woodland squirrels, the little birds showered jewels and lace down on…what? Too much? I went a little too far there? Uh…sorry.
So what I am getting at here is that I did what I said I would do. And no one saw me do it either!! I looked around, saw the coast was clear, then flopped back into the snow and made a snow angel!!! With no horns appearing where my head was. Impressive. It was sheer joy! I hadn’t done that in years and am so glad that I did! (Note: Do not make a snow angel when not wearing mittens, a hat, snow-pants or at least long-johns, or when en route to the library because whoever sits in the chair after you get out of it will not know you made a snow angel just before getting there and will thus throw a shocked look your way as you walk away…)
Ok, she looks a little “off”. I was alone. No one to help pull me up and avoid totally messing it up when I try to stand, as illustrated by the footprints and lame attempt to smooth over the snow with my hand after standing. Don’t judge me.