Bread Lovers Anonymous
In an effort to get in better shape for an upcoming vacation, I began to eat considerably less carbs and way too many vegetables today.
I also have started working out again. I must say, as frustrated as I am about wasting croutons, I do feel pretty good already. I guess anything good is worth working for.
I have this hunch, however, that no matter what I do I won't like how I look in a bathing suit.... Is it good or bad to never be satisfied with oneself? I think maybe a nice medium would be good, but I don't think I am capable of that. I guess the true test will be to see if I end up in a bathing suit all week or not....I refuse to let my ghetto booty be anything but an ASSet on this trip.
Other than the fact that I am being forced to move out, and am now roommateless, things are pretty good. Parents are officialy separated, no more Celeste-mess, and the two jobs are slightly overwhelming, but Joe and I are good.
Actually, when I am with him, I am better than good. I am great.
That's something right?
Funny, up to this point in my life I have been focusing completely on my love life. It was the center of all of my problems, concerns, and devastations...now that it is in a state of almost perfection, every other aspect of my life is in total disarray.
I'm not sure which is easier to deal with. Turmoil in love is almost unbearable, but with literally everything else falling apart around me, I don't know how strong my love has to be to keep me from crumbling.
I guess I need my friends again. Since my family is screwed.