Ah!

When one  discovers that one's weight is creeping up, despite the fact that one is following one's Weight Watcher's plan to the letter and working out regularly, then one has to look elsewhere for the cause of said Weight Creep.
Perhaps there are other issues going on.

After weeks of watching every bite, working out like a maniac, and watching the scale go up, I finally remembered, on a cellular-rather-than-intellectual level, that stress, anxiety, and lack of sleep can lead to weight gain.

And that's the least of the issues.  Stress, anxiety, and lack of sleep are pretty big problems in and of themselves.

So I'm using my Fitbit for more than tracking my activity.  There's a 2-5 minute relaxation program on it that also guides breathing.  There are tons of EFT videos on YouTube.  And, since I can't always get to my yoga classes, I've downloaded a few, including some slower-moving flow sessions.  Because trying to kill myself with every workout is SO me-in-my-30's!  :)

Hubby is in the thick of rehearsal for his show.  He leaves for his day job at 7:30 AM, then afterwards drives to Walnut Creek to rehearse, and gets home at about 11 PM.  I, meanwhile, am drowning in paperwork: Enrolling WG in high school (!!!!!!!!!), for one. Hopefully she'll stay in her current school, but she has to enroll in the county district.  It's all very bureaucratic and requires over 100 pages of documentation, as well as, I kid you not, my mother-in-law.  She has to sign documents at the office in front of witnesses, confirming that Hubby, kids and I still live with her and my F-I-L.
I'm also re-applying for their Medi-Cal.

I've made so many copies in the past past two weeks that I'm starting to have nightmares about trees stalking me and trying to cut me down with an axe.

This morning, however, I took a break.  After everyone left, the pup and I went back upstairs for a quick nap and some "Doctor Who" on BBC America.

So now it's back to the grind.  Talk soon!

Living in Interesting Times.

The above happens to be a title of an EFT video I've been using.  It's posted on YouTube, and is just under 7 minutes long.  It refers to the Chinese curse "May you live in interesting times".  Which, I think I can safely say, describes the current era.
I've also, in the evenings, been watching 90's videos on MTV Classic.  It reminds me of being in my 20's, and living either in Western Massachusetts (early 90's), La Jolla (mid), or L.A. (late).  Ah, those were the days!  When I was still made of potential and everything seemed possible, lol!
Of course, I'm looking back with some heavily rose-tinted glasses.  In my early 20's I was depressed and suicidal, in my mid-20's I was depressed and anxious, and in my late 20's, well, we lived in L.A.  ;)
I'm actually very glad to not be that young anymore.

I've been doing yoga and taking walks with the pup.  My weight is still a few pounds up (between 2 and 5), but I feel good, for the most part.  I have to remind myself that, 3 years ago, I would have sold my own mother to be at this weight.  (I told her that.  She's OK with it.)

Hubby has started rehearsal for his new show, and the in-laws are in Hawaii.  While it's nice to have the place to myself during the day, it also means no help with the kids.  I have to remember to take my solo walks, as well as those with pupper.  That's what truly helps me keep my sanity.  Or what's left of it, anyway.

I'm hoping to get back east at some point, to the Shakespeare company where I used to work.  I haven't seen a production there in over 20 years.  And since I'm not able to go abroad this year, I figure this will be the next best thing.  And it'd be great to see everyone.  I miss them terribly.  Summer is a difficult time, but maybe if I go early in June or in September, it'll be doable.

WG's IEP is coming up this week.  She'll be transitioning to the high school district (!!!!!!!!!!!!).  Hopefully they'll let her stay at her school.  I've been assured that chances are good they will.  LG seems to be a little bit calmer, but we're still going to have him assessed again.  Just to see what we can do for his anxiety.  Meanwhile, WG's meds are still working, although we've had to up her dose a bit.

I'm feeling a lot calmer these days.  The meds help, but also the tapping and just taking care of myself.  And having a sweet pup to cuddle when things get bad.

And I'm still considering becoming a Weight Watchers leader.  I like the idea.  It's mainly a question of child care. (As is so often the case.)

OK.  The sun has come out, so I'm going to take a walk.  Enjoy your Sunday!