Today is my final post in my Week in the Life series. I know you’re as glad as I am Peeps. Thanks for hanging in there with me…okay, let’s do this ~
Today I used Pumpkin Spice Creamer in my morning coffee. It was divine. I slept all night. No hot flashes. I woke to the aroma of coffee brewing and a Sunday paper. Life seems suspiciously peaceful.
…The Husband and I jogged for 5 miles. We were also in this great conversation which meant that I had to walk up hills since I was talking and I couldn’t shut up. But at least we got our exercise done and I can tell Tool, my Weight Watcher’s online helper, that I did my “activity” today.
My hormones aren’t pitching a royal fit. I keep waiting. But they’re quiet. I’m sure they’re up to something. Probably, they’ve gone back into their lair to plot and plan what hell they’ll rain down during their next attack. I think it will be at least 7 days before they spew fire from their nostrils and try to kill me again. Until then I try to encourage myself by saying that 7 days is a really long time.
I’m staying within my points on Weight Watcher’s. The Husband cooked dinner, grilled chicken, mashed potatoes and broccoli. Good and healthy and I think I have fresh resolve to continue on.
It’s bed time and right before I snuggle in The Husband reminds me that tomorrow is weigh in day…for the love of Pete and all that’s holy, I start to get nervous. If I haven’t lost weight and he’s lost 25 lbs. somebody’s gonna pay. I’m not even kidding. I tell him this right before he slips into slumber. I hope he dreams about it. I know I will.
Okay…today is weigh in day.
I’m going to step on the scales…be right back…
I’ve lost: 3 lbs.!
Can I please observe a moment of silence? ……….
You’ve no idea how thankful I am right now at this moment. This Weight Watcher’s thing worked for me last week. It really did.
I made it through the worst week of the hormonal month which also providentially was my first week on Weight Watchers. I lost some weight and I got a major reality check about how much I was baking and eating! I hope walking this little journey with me hasn’t been too hard for you Sweet Ones.
And please don’t be afraid of me. My hormones are hibernating at the moment. I truly believe I have at least 1 week before they start reeking havoc.
I’m going to take advantage of this respite and go get all zen and do yoga or something…TTFN Peeps. ps…if you aren’t old enough to be tip-toeing on the broken glass that is menopause, don’t worry, it’s not really all that bad…
PS~The Husband says he lost 5 lbs. That may or may not be true. He has every reason to lie to me since there’s no telling what I’d do if he’d lost 10lbs.