I do laundry on Sundays. For some reason, whether or not I actually get the laundry finished on Sunday speaks to how my week is going to go. Last week, for example, the laundry stayed on my couch the entire week. I’m not exactly sure why – I was just busy and distracted. That also means that I didn’t eat particularly well, didn’t exercise and in general, just felt blah.
I was sick a couple of weeks ago and had come out of that determined to really and truly make changes to how I eat. As it seems to go with all of my other “determinations”, it lasted a couple of days. Ugh.
Here it is Monday yet again. I just heard from my best friend in Vegas – she’s doing great with some new eating habits. I’m really happy for her but it made me feel way, way terrible about myself. Like, I almost started crying. And I’m not really a crying person.
Instead of crying, I’m trying to take action. I popped some garbanzo beans in the toaster oven to try roasting them again. That was a gumdrop replacement snack but I didn’t get them quite roasted right last time. I’ve surveyed the refrigerator and decided to make broccoli beef for dinner. Its my daughter’s favorite, involves some veggies and I’ll make myself brown rice.
I’m also trying to remember that I’ve made some progress. The gumdrops are still out of my car. I’ve put ice cream in a bowl on the nights I’ve had some, rather than sitting down with the entire container. I made an excellent new recipe – avocado edamame hummus and ate it with jicama. I figured out how to make an omelet and had that for breakfast several times last week.
Despite this, I’m continuing to gain weight. My blue work slacks are tight and they’ve never been tight before. Its really, really hard for me to see the positive.
And, its only Monday and the laundry is almost done! Its all through the washer and dryer and 50% folded! Perhaps all is not lost for this week.