I painted my living room today and installed under cabinet lighting in my kitchen. Sobriety is expensive. I still managed to do a shit painting even though I want drinking.
Weighted myself this morning. Down a pound:) Started under my points today. Went to church. Now I’m just wondering why I’m alone. I’m wondering how to be ok being alone. What does it take? Why can’t I be happy alone? What the fuck is wrong with me?
My butt is getting better. I’m going to try working out tomorrow. Probably not kettlebell swings but something lighter.
Have a good night all, I’m sleepy.
My butt’s still hurting, no workouts. Managed to stay within my WW points today. I feel less bloated for sure. I’m still fat though, lol.
I sold a purse I used once upon a time and I spent the money at Pier 1 on Valentine’s Day decorations and candles.
The boys and I loved having Christmas decorations up so much I thought I’d decorate for every holiday. (Within reason.)
It snowed today. I had to make the boys wait till the sun came up before going outside. They loved it. It helped pretty fast though.
I’m taking a candlelight Epsom salt bath right now. I’ve got my brightening face mask on. Can I be honest? I haven’t showered since Thursday. It’s Saturday. I’m getting real tired of doing the same damn thing every day. I also like to sleep so it’s hard getting up.
We’re supposed to go to church tomorrow. I had to fill out the dreaded first time visitor card last week. We went shopping after church last week. There was a bag and newsletter on my door knob by the time we got home, a keychain flashlight. Monday I got an email thanking us for visiting. Thursday I got a handwritten thank you note from a church member. Is that a little excessive? I don’t want to be smothered. I also don’t want to be noticed for missing a Sunday either. I told a woman there last week I’d go to their Sunday school class. Guess I’ll do that shit tomorrow.
I’m doing good not thinking about him. I push the thoughts away when they enter my mind and think of something else. But even as I sit here a song plays and reminds me of him. Still stings.
I went on another date Thursday. Did I tell you all? The guy that tried sucking my lips off and tongue out? Omg. Awful.
I’m thinking of definitely getting off Tinder until I’m thin and over him. I’ll stay on eharmony. I think guys are genuinely looking to date there.
I just want someone to talk to and hang out with. I’m making friends on Tinder though. I guess that’s good. One guy lives kinda close and the other lives in Illinois. Sigh. I’m a terrific penpal.
Didn’t stop me from meeting a guy for drinks tonight. (He bought me 2 beers still good for your New Year.) He kissed me goodnight. He practically sucked my tongue out and my lips off. I’ll never find another good kisser. Sigh.
Weighed myself. 1 lb heavier.
I only did 90 kettlebell swings today. My shoulder’s popping.
I’m getting frustrated. I’m lonely.
I had a job interview today. Looking to make more money and better benefits. I have about interview next Monday. The only bad thing about this job would be the drive. But it might be worth it.
120 kettle bell swings.
Homemade chicken enchilada soup for dinner.
Christmas decorations are down. It was pretty out today but I cleaned the kitchen and took a nap.
I’ve got to peel my youngest away from the TV and my computer.
I found myself cussing the lady across the street. In her 5 bedroom home, her brand new Lexus, fake boobs, thin frame. I saw her outside on her front porch smoking at least 4 times today. She has a job in social media for a jewelry store part time. Must be nice. I shouldn’t be jealous or envious. I know I shouldn’t but I want new cars and a husband that helps around the house and provides for me. I’m tired of doing it all on my own.
The longest day. Work drug. The evening drug. I couldn’t wait to get up here in bed.
I’m depressed. I don’t look forward to weekends anymore knowing I’m alone. I try to make things to do but I know at the end of the day I’ll be alone at home with the boys when others are out living their lives and having fun.
I have extreme anxiety about next week. I’m interviewing for another job. One that will catch me with my previous income. I want to quit living paycheck to paycheck. Plus, I hate my job. I just don’t know if I’ll like this one better. And I’m having to lie. I’m telling my boss I have a doctor’s appointment when I’m interviewing. I have to sneak away for a Skype interview. I’m worried my app won’t work or I won’t know how to use it. I’m stressed about Monday already. I’m worried about getting up in time for church Sunday. I was a repeat of last Sunday. But I think that was so great because I didn’t have to go to work Monday.
And I’m sober tonight. I thought maybe I’d only drink when bought drinks. I won’t buy them myself. I won’t keep any in the house this month.
I want so desperately to lose weight and be confident again. So badly.
100 kettle bell swings.
Vegetable quiche for dinner. Found the recipe on Pinterest. It had gruyere and goat cheese in it with sundried tomatoes, zucchini, onion and red pepper. Then you and fresh basil and thyme. I can’t believe I ate it.
I also can’t believe I’m still eating the shredded parmesan in my fridge. I had to buy more at the store and didn’t realize it soft when fresh lol. I thought it was hard. Oh well, it’s in a soup I’ll finish tomorrow. So far I’m not dead.
Fasting in the morning. Cholesterol check in the AM. Woohoo! Getting old. No, more like eating bad and not taking care of myself.
Meeting a guy for coffee tomorrow. Fingers crossed.