I know that I have been neglecting this blog terribly and it seems that every single first sentence I write is an apology to the readers that I haven't been writing. I miss writing.
Since the last blog, our company has expanded to Atoka and Dyersburg. Needless to say it has been a whirlwind of stress, phone calls, problems, solutions, meetings, and more meetings. I used to hear my mom and other business types talking about meetings and I remember thinking it must all be so professional or adult. Now, I have come to the realization that these are just stressful and not always productive.
Earlier this summer Jay and I looked and thought seriously about this foreclosure that I found down the street from us. It is a gorgeous home that is probably more space than we could ever need, but I loved it and love it still. After careful consideration and plenty of going back and forth, we decided not to pursue it much to my dismay. Jay is better with managing the finances and planning for the future than I am. Deep down I believe I am just a little princess that wants what she wants and doesn't care too much about how it comes. Eventually I relented but decided that if we are staying where we are that some more (necessary) decorating must go on. First thing on my list is painting. I persuaded Jay to help me pick some colors and so we did. I wanted curtains. So we did that too. It was funny last night when we hung them because Jay said, "I mean, we are real adults now". This made me laugh and caught me off guard at the same time. It made me realize that I suppose we are adults now, but the thing is I can't remember when the transition took place. You would think I would have felt it, but nope. It just sneaks up and gets me sometimes. I feel like all we do is work and wonder where all the money goes.
On the lighter side, no pun intended, I have been on a diet and am doing okay. I have lost 10 pounds so far but a LOT of inches. My clothes are fitting very different. For the past week every time I turn around I am pulling up my scrub pants or tying the string in front tighter. It is a wonderful feeling. I am extremely proud of what little progress I have made because I haven't cheated. At all. It has been extremely difficult not eating out. Not eating carbs. Not eating sugar. Not eating more than 500 calories per day. I am tired a lot and my muscles hurt sometimes but the scale number is going down. I need it. I need to feel like I am losing it. I haven't talked much about it to anyone because I was afraid of failing in front of everyone again. I needed to take control over it. For the past two years I have been trying to get ahold of my eating habits and I think I have suffered and now adjusted to this new way of eating. I will keep trying hard to lose as much as possible.
I just started reading Summer in the City by the amazing Candace Bushnell. I breezed through the Carrie Diaries, by the same author, and am now loving the second installment. I would definitely recommend it to anyone looking for a fun read. My copy was signed by the author herself and every time I flip open that front cover I feel special knowing that Candace once held it in her hand and signed it.
My books are keeping my sane. We aren't watching too much television these days other than True Blood, my guilty pleasure.