Last night I headed to HandM with my friend.
We're away right now, in sunny Phoenix, and I had a goal to be a certain "number" by the time I was down here. I hate it when I think I'm slimmer than I am, go and pick out some cute things to try on, only to be completed gutted that nothing does up. Seriously ... and don't just say, "get a bigger size" because that, in itself, is enough to make a grown woman cry. Can I hear an "amen"??
So - this morning I ran my 5km, had a shake for breakfast and now intend on swimming and sunning the day away with my kiddies while snacking on almonds and blueberries. If I don't get my body back soon, I just may eat my way to happiness. Which will make me very unhappy. You know how it goes ...
And I'm trying to decide WHY one day I can feel super lovely, and then next - like a heifer. Who decides this?? The mirror? The scale? My clothes?? I hate it ... in heaven my image of myself will be healthy and I will be happy.
Enough of that.
So. I am trying REALLY hard to get all the pics from 2009/2010 off of my computer. They're all backed up - I just need to digiscrap them. Last night, 6pages done. I have about a million to go - BUT I can actually see the light at the end of the tunnel. Deleting files of images makes me so happy. It's like purging for the computer *grin* ....
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And you know the routine ... have a great one!!