Its a tough weekend for me. But I found myself not having to think to much about it, since I was able to keep myself relatively busy. Earl just happened to be home on Friday so I wasn't sitting around doing nothing all day which helped. Then on Saturday I attending a baby shower, which was a great and joyful distraction. Sunday we had Josh over. (Earl's son from a past relationship) But today, other then a dentist appointment I'm finding it harder to think of something else. Not that I'm dwelling, or feeling sorry for myself. I'm just taking the time to remember her. And also to be thankful for what I have. Supportive friends, a wonderful husband, and a beautiful baby boy. I do believe everything happens for a reason. She was meant to go, I got some strength out of it, and things have turned out pretty good. I just wonder sometimes if she's proud of the women/mom I have become. I'm sure she is, I just wish sometimes I could hear it.
Enough of the sad stuff! Snap out of it Denise! Think about Thursday! 3 more days till Survivor!
It's also weigh in day. I'm not happy to report that I do have to start my ticker over again at 242! Sucks! Stupid new digi scale! Hopfully I can forgive it for being so rude! But I guess that's life and our relationship will hopfully improve next week when it tells me I've lost weight.
I'm back on my 1st day for our 10 day challenge.
Last weeks over view is not that great.
Flex Points remaining=0 (mostly because on Friday - Sunday, I didn't count everything, and last night I really just wanted some comfort food-PIZZA and some CHOC!)
All in all kind of a cruddy weekend. But today is a new week and I'm going to try my best to stay on track.