Heather says:
It’s time for another Sunday Confessional, this is a near weekly -I don’t always get it posted- event where I open up the floor to commenters. We’re human, this means we screw up. Our lives aren’t like the TV shows we grew up with, no one edits out the bad moments and there are no retakes. We have a choice when we screw up, we can either laugh at ourselves or make ourselves miserables.
I had good intentions this week, there was a babysitter here I could have used to my advantage, but I never went jogging. I didn’t run off and hide to write. Yes, I still made progress, but it wasn’t even close to what I had hoped. I had plans to get out and find a new dress for next week’s conference, to get my hair cut, to. . . yeah, none of that happened. Instead I chose to snack my way through the days and vegetate, although I did make myself climb the five flights of stairs a couple times a day to stave off the guilt.
Don’t make me stand up here all alone, ‘fess up. What do you have to get off your chest?
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I made two batches of homemade toll house cookies on different days for events at work and a family get together at home, but I also ate a ton of them myself…and the dough, but the dough doesn't count, right?
the trick is to store the cookies on top of the refrigerator or on a high shelf. The calories are afraid of heights so they jump out of the cookies.
I wasted away both Saturday and Sunday morning and a good chunk of each afternoon sleeping in and reading in bed and playing about on the internet instead of studying and writing a university course paper or spending time with my kids or making applesauce out of the 'going bad' apples I bought this past week. I also wrote that run-on sentence
I spent another week spending more time at the computer after coming home from work, instead of exercising and cooking a full scale dinner…
Yes, the weather was bad and I couldn't go for an intense "down-and-up-mountain" walk, but there is a set of weights in my basement waiting for me to love on them… and I am sure my deflating muscles are asking the same: "help me, help me!!".
And regarding the dinner, my excuse was that my husband is on a diet and he was so kind to cook the exact portions of food he needed or let me just have a French bread & cheese & soup light dinner…
My recent post From Host Family Application To Welcoming Your Au Pair…
Though I want to wear my slim black slacks at BlissDom, I had cold pasta marinara out of the fridge this morning when no one was looking.
My recent post Bliss.
It snowed ALOT here in Greensboro, NC, where I am visiting with my sister to help her in remodeling her home. We've done almost nothing beyond shoveling. Snow always makes me feel like it is a day off of school …….. and thus I am free of responsibilities.
I wish.
I did minimal homework this week, and ordered out food probably four times. All because I told myself that leaving town meant that I didn't have time to cook, nor did I need to waste food that I wasn't going to be able to eat. The understanding side of me says that I just needed a break, but I'm waiting for the shock when I realize just how much reading I've neglected, and how the pizza, Chinese and movie popcorn didn't help with my health plan goals.
i must confess that i forgot to get a toilet plunger last week and then got snowed in much to my dismay.