Gads, I am so sick of feeling sorry for myself. I just now, right now decided to get the hell over myself and quit whining about food. There is so much more out there to occupy my thoughts other than “how am I going to lose weight” and “should I count calories or not”. UGH!! I like to think I am a happy-go-lucky kinda gal, so wallowing in anything for any amount of time is uncharacteristic of me. So I put in my Doors CD (I love you Jim Morrison!) and I am listening to Jimmy sing “Hello, I Love You” to me (I can pretend, can’t I?), and I am forcing myself to get happy dammit! And ya know what? It’s working. I really want to get up and dance right now, but I’m afraid one of the coworkers will walk in on me and then I’ll have to explain why this morning I was a total biotch and now I’m jumping around like a teenybopper at a Duran Duran concert (I love you John Taylor!!). Gotta love those fluctuating hormones! Anyway, so yeah, here I am, working it out through a little “Light My Fire” therapy. I highly recommend it.
Snap Out Of It
Categories: Yay Me!