Month: August 2013

Day 20 – Project Bathroom

Still not a lot to report.  Worked on homework most of the day.  I did get a little activity in today when I revamped our upstairs bathroom,  I didn’t get as much done as I wanted, but considering the week we had, I’m surprised that I got anything done at all.  Here’s to getting through this week and then hopefully life can return to normal.  

“In order to change we must be sick and tired of being sick and tired.” 

Day 19 – The End is in Sight

Today was much better.  Cliff felt pretty good, just a little sore.  My cold is all but gone, except for the cough.  I feel like it’s one of those coughs that’s going to hang around for months.  I’m not looking forward to getting back into exercising because I can see myself coughing to death on the elliptical.

I didn’t actually get a lot done today.  I did finish getting some things for the bathroom and I framed all the pictures that I want to hang in the hall, but I just couldn’t bring myself to clean today.  Tomorrow is going to be packed with homework and then there’s class on Monday so I guess I’ll have to split it room by room from Tuesday on.  Then once Mom and Tammy get here I’ll make the food.  

This week is going to suck.  Back to work and school doesn’t sound like a good time to me right now.  


I am looking forward for this party to be over and for my 2 week break from school.  I would really like to get my craft room picked up and the basement finished.

We had our cheat meal today at Puerta Vallarta.  We had chicken fajitas and they were delicious. Tomorrow I’m making pork chops and twice baked potatoes.  It’s the first home cooked meal we’ve had in a week.  

“You must begin to think of yourself as becoming the person you want to be.”
~David Viscott

Day 18 – My Love

Today was one of the hardest days I’ve ever had to go through.  I watched Cliff go through a seizure and it was one of the most terrifying things I’ve ever experienced.

I know that this blog is supposed to be about weight loss, but not today.  Today I feel the overwhelming urge to put something down on (virtual) paper.

My husband is, literally, my soul mate.  If a such thing does exist, he’s it.  He’s the first thing I think of when I wake up and the last thing I think about before I fall asleep.  I prefer his company to anyone else.  We live together, we work together, we play together.  I’m a better person because of this man.  He believes in me, he respects me, and he tells me (more times a day than I can count) that I’m beautiful.  He’s never left my side even long before we were a couple.  He’s the best friend I’ve ever had.

Today, I was reminded of that.  I know that he’s fine now and he’s sleeping peacefully beside me while I’m unable to sleep because a piece of me is still afraid it will happen again.  Even so, for an instant today I was reminded not only of just how much I love him, but that we will never have enough time together.  Eternity wouldn’t be enough.

So right now I make a vow to make better use of the short time that we will have together.  I pledge to stop sweating the small stuff.  To let it slide when he forgets to wash the handle of a pan or leaves his socks in every room of the house.

None of that matters.

The only thing that matters is that I’m honored to be the person that gets to be loved by him.

Today’s picture is from one of the best moments of my life.


“Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies.”