It was a crappy week. There's just no other word. It's not only the kids who were ready for Spring Break. I pray this week brings rain to wash away the allergens, sun to dry up the playgrounds and laughter. We are short on laughter around here!
I was so thankful that Brett got paid on Friday. We needed to get out. And get out we did!
Friday night we met for dinner when I got off work. I love meeting for dinner =-) It just feels so datey. (Once we met for lunch, on a Friday when we had separate plans that evening - also fun.)
We ate dinner at our favorite little hole in the wall Italian joint, New York Pizza and Pasta. I have been jonesing for some stromboli for weeks! It did not disappoint. Love that place! Then we came home and watched Wreck It Ralph, which Brett had picked up on his lunch break. If you haven't seen that movie yet, you definitely should. It's a fun flick.
Saturday, we had plans to be fun and responsible. Responsibilities came first. My rear passenger side tire has been deflating all week. And last week my rear drivers side tire deflated once. I am SO thankful for the compressor that my parents gave us for Christmas. It got me to work and home every day. But the tires needed checking out. So our first trip outdoors was to Discount Tire. We dropped the car off and then headed to La Margarita - a little Mexican restaurant that has been in town for a while, we just had never been there before. Brett was sceptical, and unfortunately, he chose a menu item that was risky and it did not pay off. But my chicken chimichanga was superb! And the queso fundido was a great starter. I am looking forward to going back.
After lunch we headed back to Discount Tire where they showed me the 4 inch long piece of metal that they pulled from my tire. It was crazy! The tire was patchable though, which they did for free, so I drove away a happy girl. Until I realized that they had rolled my drivers side window down all the way. Umm... that window is broken. It can roll down a few inches, but not all the way. Which I failed to mention when I left my car with them. Why in the world did they need to roll my window down to fix my tire? Where you listening to my radio while you worked or what? I admit, my current mix is rockin', but come on!
So I left Discount Tire and drove across the street to Pep Boys. There were storms coming last night, and it was time to give in and get the window fixed. I'm so thankful that I didn't have to pay for new tires and the window. Pep Boys still has my car. They were super busy yesterday and never made it to Pumpkin, but we are first in line this morning. We'll pick it up after lunch.
After getting that all straightened out, we headed to Fort Worth for some shopping (I was gifted some shopping money this week - a nice, and much needed, surprise!) and dinner at our favorite Chinese restaurant. I love me some chicken lo mein from Szechuan!
It was a long, tiring day, but good. I am looking forward to church and some grocery shopping today. I think the rain is over - it was a nice night of listening to the thunder in bed! Today, sunshine!
Sunday, March 10, 2013
Saturday, March 2, 2013
When six weeks go by without me blogging, I always seriously consider throwing in the towel. Sometimes I just feel like hiding. It's almost always weight related. I don't really want to talk about my weight issues right now, and it's so deeply sewn into the fabric of my thoughts right now that I feel like I can't talk about anything without revealing my struggle.
Thinking like that comes straight from the enemy. I spent my lunch break crying yesterday because yesterday felt like one of those weeks where I just couldn't do anything right at work. I hate those weeks. Weeks when I believe the lie. I admittedly made some mistakes at work this week. Not really mistakes, but had multiple moments when I looked back and wished I had done something differently. But "I did nothing right" is a lie that the enemy wants me to believe, and I was so mad at myself yesterday for giving in to his lie, just like I've been giving in to his lifestyle for so many months.
I have been reflecting a lot the last two weeks and trying to figure out when it all began. My entire life has been a roller coaster of ups and downs with weight loss, and sometimes I am able to pinpoint when the numbers started heading back up. I don't handle big change in my life very well, and when I am feeling overwhelmed, and looking for something that feels "normal" it's very easy for me to turn to food and overeating because it is what I have done more than anything else in my life. Unfortunately.
I keep thinking back to October, when I was involved in the women's conference at my church, and it went really well, and the following day my husband and I had the biggest fight we have ever had and I felt like it was a direct attack from the enemy who didn't want the "high" from the conference to carry over into my life. That may or may not have been a turning point, but I know that it's been a long time since I have tried to be healthy. I've spent hours thinking about it, but when the time comes to eat, it's been pretty mindless, and the scale sure has noticed.
But Spring is just about here. New life is budding around me, and I want to be a part of it. I don't want to make any bold declarations here, but at least I am here. I will type a few more words and then click "publish". A reminder to myself that I am alive and that life is happening and the quality of my living is up to me.
Okay. Done.
Thinking like that comes straight from the enemy. I spent my lunch break crying yesterday because yesterday felt like one of those weeks where I just couldn't do anything right at work. I hate those weeks. Weeks when I believe the lie. I admittedly made some mistakes at work this week. Not really mistakes, but had multiple moments when I looked back and wished I had done something differently. But "I did nothing right" is a lie that the enemy wants me to believe, and I was so mad at myself yesterday for giving in to his lie, just like I've been giving in to his lifestyle for so many months.
I have been reflecting a lot the last two weeks and trying to figure out when it all began. My entire life has been a roller coaster of ups and downs with weight loss, and sometimes I am able to pinpoint when the numbers started heading back up. I don't handle big change in my life very well, and when I am feeling overwhelmed, and looking for something that feels "normal" it's very easy for me to turn to food and overeating because it is what I have done more than anything else in my life. Unfortunately.
I keep thinking back to October, when I was involved in the women's conference at my church, and it went really well, and the following day my husband and I had the biggest fight we have ever had and I felt like it was a direct attack from the enemy who didn't want the "high" from the conference to carry over into my life. That may or may not have been a turning point, but I know that it's been a long time since I have tried to be healthy. I've spent hours thinking about it, but when the time comes to eat, it's been pretty mindless, and the scale sure has noticed.
But Spring is just about here. New life is budding around me, and I want to be a part of it. I don't want to make any bold declarations here, but at least I am here. I will type a few more words and then click "publish". A reminder to myself that I am alive and that life is happening and the quality of my living is up to me.
Okay. Done.
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