so I decided that before my wedding, I want to lose 40 pounds... sounds like a lot, but it really isn't, seeing that I have 28 months. I registered on this website www.myfitnesspal.com to track what I'm eating and how much I'm exercising*. So far I feel a lot better. Eating about 1500 calories a day and taking vitamins and drinking a shitload of water (or should that be boatload?) anyway, a lot of water.
According to Tim's mom's digital scale, I'm 210 lbs... according to the analog one (which I trust more) that I got last night, I'm 204.. 6 lbs is a lot on the ego... that's 6 weeks of dieting... I think I can lose 40, it's not really that bad, is it? I just have to cut out a lot of the fast foods I eat and replace them with fruits and veggies. (okay, we'll see if I'm doing alright in a few weeks)
Last night my friend Will came over, he's working with Primerica now, and he was with his boss and they were explaining financial stuff. money money money. is this all people care about these days? yes, I realize I have to work to make money to live and pay bills, but money doesn't make me that happy... if Tim and I lived in the forest and lived off the land... growing our own vegetables, killing our own meat, I'd be 100% happier... his boss tried to push me in to working with them... I couldn't do that... I have too little free time as it is. I like my job, I don't mind that I don't make a lot of money, my job honestly isn't that stressful... "mo money, mo problems" I don't need a part time job to add to my full 2 full time jobs (security, and being a housewife) could you imagine how stressed I would be? SO stressed... I have a pretty short fuse as it is.
So Will and Sophia (his daughter) (and I'm assuming his boss) coming back on monday to talk to me about savings and paying down my debt and Tim's debt. maybe thay can help, maybe they can't.
(* I don't actually exercise a lot. I have been making an effort, but that's 5 minutes of jumping rope every 3 days... lol)
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