Gotta Get Up!

Wednesday found me pulling the covers over my head, not wanting to get up and face the day. I hadn’t slept well, and somehow thought if I just stayed in bed, I could avoid any further catastrophes! Lucky for me, Hubby didn’t give up and he smiled and the dackels kissed me and even though I admit to being a little grumpy, I got up.

It was my day to go to Weight Watchers class and weigh in.

**groan**

I made myself a low fat peanut butter and jelly sandwich on diet raisin bread, got my coffee in a thermos and kissed Hubby goodbye. I got in the car, and in no time arrived at the meeting hall.

I really expected nothing. As you know, I’ve done a lot of cooking lately, but I have also been watching my portion sizes. I weigh everything, and I even decided that if I really wanted to eat some potato chips I would get the low fat baked chips. One ounce, which is just the right size, is only one point!

Anyway, I got up on the scale and was talking and not paying attention and Tami announced, “Wow! you did really great this week!”

That got my attention! “I did?” I asked in shocked disbelief. She nodded and replied, “Two pounds!”

I was so excited and happy and wanted to jump up and down with joy!

After that, the minor annoyances of the day seemed slide away and I concentrated only on the positive feeling I had from accomplishing something this important. (Even if I didn’t realize it!) Perhaps sometimes it’s better not to dwell on the change in ones eating and just concentrate on living it!

So now I need to go out and grocery shop for cans of tuna, some eggs and a few other things. I’m incredibly lucky that our fruit has been coming in, and the vegetables too.

It all helps and it is all good.