First, I'm sorry I've been such a slacker. Last week went by as a blur of sorts. I'm not sure how, as each day seemed to creep by... however, here we are and I don't really have any excuses for my lack of blogging. My apologies. Second, I'm feeling better. Thank you for your comments and encouraging words. I have my days when it simply sucks to be in my shoes... and then I get real with myself again and move forward... or get into a new pair of shoes. Which ever the case may be, I'm now focused more on the positive comments I've received in the past week, such as both of my higher ups complimenting my "getting skinny-ness." I'm now focused more on the fact that my staple black belt that I've owned for the better part of college, etc. no longer works as it is too big around to hold up my now too big jeans. I'm now focused on the fact that my shopping extravaganza this week provided opportunity to purchase size smaller clothing items that all fit as they should and it's not just me trying to squeeze myself into them. I'm seeing my glass as half full as opposed to half empty. This is where my head should be at this point, right? I hope. We'll just put it this way... my diet, along with my bank account, has suffered immensely this weekend, and I haven't worried about it. Tonight's gym experience, I'll worry about. It's going to kick my ass back in gear, but one comment on my last post was that it was in fact a healthy way to re boost your metabolism when it starts to slow down again. Thank you for that. Thus, I don't feel too guilty... ha. Trying not to anyway.
Speaking of my shopping extravaganza and my poor bank account, whoa did I go overboard this weekend. Thus my picture. Wouldn't it be oh so lovely if the money you spent recreated itself on your own personal money tree? I so wish it did. My favorite Roxie finally made her first trip to the city this weekend. Thank God it was so soon after a pay period because I have spent more money shopping, dining and drinking than I believe I ever have in a weekend's time. One could say I'm celebrating my lack of Spring Break. First year ever not having one... I feel like I've treated myself to my own little spring time siesta. Relaxing, staying up too late, shopping, shopping, eating terribly, enjoying this fabulous spring weather, shopping, drinking, shopping. You get the picture. Happy Spring Break to Classy. I've practically bought myself a new spring wardrobe as I have events to prepare for (as mentioned previously). Seeing people I love and bitches who need to hate on me more than they already do apparently. Roxie said this would in fact be the case when I was having my own little fashion show last night with all of my purchases strewn about my room. It's going to be a good weekend at the end of the month. Stay tuned. Should be quite exciting.
In any case, my mood has improved greatly since last we spoke. Roxie provided a breath of fresh air as usual and my spirits have been lifted. A new wardrobe always helps with that too you know. The gym awaits me this evening. No more cheating before my thrilling end of March weekend arrives. Kicking it in gear one more time and staying focused on the good... not the scales. Happy Spring Break!
