Maybe it's the fact that we've been having temperature's 20 degrees ABOVE normal here (as opposed to the rest of the poor country) and it has been gorgeous out (even though I've been stuck inside with a nasty cold), but I woke up this morning with a deep feeling of optimism. My first thought upon awakening was "OK, things are gonna be So much better this year!"
And then, because I have PMS (is it me, or do I seem to post more when I have PMS? Or maybe I just have Permanent Menstrual Syndrome), I had a temper tantrum and startled LG. Because I let all the little things get to me. And the big things to, like getting the paperwork done so that my S-I-L and her hubby can short-sell their house (which is in my name) and move in with the in-laws.
Yup. Same in-laws we will eventually be moving in with.
Good thing it's a big house, lol!
I REALLY have to stop doing that!
Last night I was feeling a weight obsession coming on, so I started reading "A Course in Weight Loss" by Marianne Williamson. It's based on her work with "A Course in Miracles," and it just makes SO much sense! Later I was lounging in bed and flipping through the channels when I spotted Paul McKenna on "Dr. Oz." I'd bought his book "I Can Make You Thin" a few years ago, and listened to his self-hypnosis CD for a while, until I, um, misplaced it. (I think it might be in one of the kids' rooms. Kids make great scapegoats, don't they?)
He works with hypnosis and "tapping," (literally tapping certain body parts, meridians in the body, based on acupuncture), in order to break bad habits and create new ones. And hey, the tapping feels pretty good, and it couldn't hurt, right? It beats banging my head against the wall, in any case.
Basically I had to remind myself that while I'm changing my behavior with Weight Watchers, I still need to fix the CAUSE of the behavior.
And I must be patient!
(OK, quick side note: I just looked away from my computer screen to find my dog staring at me. She must want something. But what? What does it mean?!?!?! Ah, the mysterious world of canines!)
I also need to learn to accept certain things: when I'm premenstrual, I WILL get annoyed. Frequently. I will get bloated and (sorry) constipated. I will break out. Reality TV will send me into the depths of despair (seriously, watching "The Bachelor" would lead one to believe the Womens' Movement never happened!), and it is all OK. This too shall pass. It is NOT the end of the world.
And for those of you not in California, Florida, or Hawaii, the weather WILL eventually get better!