Today is my weigh-in day. I lost 2.5 pounds this week. However, last week I GAINED a pound. I got a stern message from Weight Watchers telling me I’m losing too much weight too quickly, and I need to slow down. I just think it’s funny that it doesn’t humiliate and shame me when I gain, but when I lose “too much” I get my knuckles rapped. I’ll gladly take the knuckle-rapping as opposed to the “Oh, you seem to have gained this week. Just keep doing what you’re doing!” messages.
Total weight loss: 22.5 pounds.
I’m not going to meet my goal of 30 pounds lost before I head to Traverse City, but I came close enough.
Speaking of, a week from yesterday I’ll be there. I’m starting to freak out. I’m really, really excited to see Tricia, Julie, Allison, Pat, and a few others, but I’m also knotted up with anxiety about it. I assume this is all normal stuff. Honestly, the thing I worry the most about is that being in my home town will bring back a rush of really bad or painful memories. I’m hoping to be pleasantly surprised by making new, happier memories there. I haven’t even asked Tricia if she has wireless at home so there’s a chance I may not even be online, which actually sounds like a real vacation. No kids, no internet, no responsibilities? Yeah, vacation.
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Thora is settling in. Since the Great Carpet Ripping of 2009, she’s been fine. The SPCA loaned us an airline crate. She hasn’t been able to jailbreak out of it yet, and she hasn’t hurt herself either. She is still velcro dog but I successfully went to the bathroom without her glued to my side yesterday, and one other time I left the room and she stayed sleeping on the floor in the other room. Baby steps . . .
A few people have commented on how quickly we adopted Thora. It was pretty quick. However, I think it’s been the best decision for our family. Lily and Arden were struggling with the loss of Delilah, and I couldn’t stand the silence of the house. Having Thora has been very therapeutic, but none of us are over Delilah’s loss. When I got a river stone memorial from my sister yesterday, I broke into tears in the parking lot of the Little Gym. I’m sure picking up her ashes will yield the same result. It’s been truly wonderful watching Arden fall in love with her “new doggie” and watching Lily attempt to walk a dog that outweighs her by 30 pounds. We all still miss Delilah. Thora is just making the ache a little smaller.
