This is going to be a post full of words, and if that isn’t your style, then you’re probably not at the right place today. Also, if you haven’t noticed, photos are not totally my thing, so this might not be the place for you as it is. Moving on, to the things in life that make this post what it is.
First, as my previous post to this one showed you, I finally have reached my 50 pound weight loss goal. It is amazing. I feel so much happier, healthier, and more confident. I’ve felt that way for quite a few pounds, but that 50 just screams amazing. I’m basically, where I want to be. I would just like to look a little better in a swimsuit. Example:
There are plenty of people who would not post this in public, but I am proud of myself. I’m not too keen on posting the befores of the bathing suit photos, but just imagine a whole lot more EVERYWHERE. Anyway, I’m excited. I still eat some junk, and that’s okay. I can’t go without my coffee, or my chocolate fix. I plan for extreme cheat days, and enjoy them, but most of the time I like healthy food. I enjoy working out, and I love the results.
Second, I didn’t know how much being in a long term relationship and living with someone was really holding me back from doing what I really wanted. Things were never awful, but I knew that I wasn’t happy in my situation. As I move on from that situation, I realize, more and more each day, that I am better off in my new found life. I’ve been looking for an apartment, which has been the biggest challenge as of yet, but I’m hopeful that I’ll get what I’m looking for soon enough.
Third, I’m still growing out my hair, which is really a difficult process. I got a haircut that really did nothing for my hair, and my bangs are not flattering, so I’m kind of stuck with what I’ve got. I don’t really like to do my hair, I’m kind of lazy that way, but I do prefer my hair look decent. I’m just not sold on it these days. I need to suck it up and stop being so cheap and go back to my Paul Mitchell shampoo. It was best for my hair.
See, I’m not even sure what’s going on in that photo, is it straight? Is it kinda wavy? Do you see where my bangs go to? My chin!? Not to mention, I kinda look like my dad, say what?
Fourth, I need to get with the program and decide what I’m going to do with the rest of my life. Am I going to go back to school and become a teacher? Am I going to just remain a state worker and continue up the ladder, or try to? Where do I go from here? I’m content, and happy with many aspects of my life, but as for my career, it is really not where I want to be.
Fifth, I feel like there is not enough time in the day, or days in the week, for me to do everything and be everywhere I want to be. I’ve found myself sleeping later, but going to bed, or wanting to go to bed, earlier and earlier. I know it stems from all the exercise that I do, but sometimes, I just don’t have the time to do it all. How do women with families and real jobs do it???
Sixth, I’ve been listening to 90’s hip hop, almost exclusively. There might be something wrong with me? I’m not quite sure.
(Because you don’t always need to see photos of me: via)
Seventh, this probably sums up everything, but I feel like I have so many things going on at once, and I just can’t get a grasp on almost any of it. And finally, when I do get a grasp on something, another thing blows up in my face. Each day is a new adventure for me, and I really, truly, have no idea what it will hold when I wake up. And yes, that is somewhat exciting, but it is also kind of crazy. I don’t like to plan things out too much, but I’m not really the type for total spontaneity.
Seven seems like a good number to end on. I’m not in a bad place, so this isn’t really a negative post, its more of a word vomit esque post where I try to wrap my head around some things.
And because Disney quotes are where its at:
“The past can hurt, but the way I see it, you can either run from it, or learn from it.” – Rafiki, The Lion King