Lose weight fast
Sunday night. I'm pretty proud of myself tonight. I overcame inertia sufficiently to give a bunch of stuff to Goodwill today even though I'd much rather just sit on the sofa. To be clear, I didn't give away as much as I could have - let's not expect miracles overnight - but I gave away a lot of stuff and I feel good about that.
I also want to mention that I attribute a lot of the funk I'm experiencing to impending TTOM. I've never tracked it before but I'm pretty sure that I get depressed around this time every month. Or perhaps every other month. In any case, I don't expect to be turning cartwheels with joy in a couple of weeks, but I'm sure that everything will get a little easier. Honestly, I wouldn't be surprised to find that I've started menopause - certainly my hormones seem to be more wacky than any other time in my life. I mean, I've always had the horrible cramps, tenderness, and bloating, but I can't ever remember being so moody.
By the way, I had a sobbing fit while driving yesterday, so I guess I've no need to worry that I've stopped missing him. (Don't worry, I pulled over.) I love my husband, I miss my husband, my life does go on, and that's nothing for me to be ashamed of.
I also want to mention that I attribute a lot of the funk I'm experiencing to impending TTOM. I've never tracked it before but I'm pretty sure that I get depressed around this time every month. Or perhaps every other month. In any case, I don't expect to be turning cartwheels with joy in a couple of weeks, but I'm sure that everything will get a little easier. Honestly, I wouldn't be surprised to find that I've started menopause - certainly my hormones seem to be more wacky than any other time in my life. I mean, I've always had the horrible cramps, tenderness, and bloating, but I can't ever remember being so moody.
By the way, I had a sobbing fit while driving yesterday, so I guess I've no need to worry that I've stopped missing him. (Don't worry, I pulled over.) I love my husband, I miss my husband, my life does go on, and that's nothing for me to be ashamed of.
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When I was in jr. high, someone solemnly informed us that her "Aunt Flo had arrived." My BFF and I were a bit clueless and we said, "Who cares if her dumb aunt is visiting -- she's a raging bitch this week!"
Hang in there!
We always said "Aunt Dot is visiting." Get it? A period is a dot? And that was even before the internet.