Necessary Mutilation

Weight: 198.3 lbs.

Well, I managed to GAIN weight on both weigh in day, and my anniversary of surgery. Bummer…but a sign of my relative laxity of late as my focus has shifted from monitoring my food intake, to monitoring junk as we get closer to the big sale date. My inner and outer life is chaotic, as friends seem to be arriving daily with loads of new stuff that we are squeezing into every nook and cranny, and parking and walking around as they take up prime space on various parts of our property. Yesterday Zoe and her husband brought over the pop-up camper, and it took TOM nearly 45 minutes to park it properly on our lawn. Marlene was also slated to come with a load of her own, but cancelled at the last minute…which was merciful actually, as the other stuff Zoe brought last night has taken every square inch of space up anyway. However, Marlene is still due, along with more of Zoe, and  others who’d like a head start….

It is interesting that for such a neat and organized person like myself, I am actually getting off on the chaos and disorder at the moment. Maybe because I know that this is short lived and its other people’s crap. Or because it is rather fun and exciting, like a cross between a sale, a bazaar (or in this case, bizarre fits as well!), a party and a reunion. In fact, I talked yesterday with a woman I have not seen for upwards of a year, who will also be joining us. Molly is a sweet older woman who volunteers for Compeer as Tom and I do, and she called to give her estimated arrival time etc. I think that I invited everyone on the planet to join in the fray, and some actually accepted!

Anyway, if you dislike garage sales, this must be very boring and trite for you. My actiual point here has more to do with the chaotic lifestyle we are now living, and the effect of this on my choices and planfulness. And although just yesterday I wrote that such things are no excuse for poor choices, I am contradicting myself now by indicating that it sorta is…for my addled way of functioning, anyway. And, I suspect that it will only get worse as the week progresses, and certainly, the actual days of the sale. It will likely be a zoo here, and if I can manage to smash a cheese stick or munchie in my face every once in a while between set-up and customers and hangin’ with the “company”,  I will not likely care one iota whether it is made of wholesomeness or carbs. I hate to admit and say this, but I am just being realistic. I have stocked up on cheese sticks, yogurt, nuts and whole wheat pita wraps for lean turkey sandwiches…and will TRY to be good this way, but if munchies are cracked open, a pizza is ordered, or crap is flowing, I am making no hardcore promises.

So…if you live locally and would like to join in the fun, shop, watch me freak, or slap me when I reach for the chips, here’s your big chance. And even if you don’t, you know that you’ll be stuck hearing all about it here every step of the way. And it’s only Tuesday…!