October 29, 2009 Diet Blog

Another busy day...another disappearing dollar. We worked hard and there was some inter office drama. I hate that underlying baloney. Sadly, I think that it is part of every office on the planet. The drama had nothing to do with me thankfully. I'm just so tired.
I had water melon for breakfast, grapes for snack, smart ones and lite n fit yogurt for lunch, carrot sticks for snack, smart ones for dinner and rice cakes for late snack. I feel like I did well, except that I got on the scale this morning, just to see what would happen and it said I'd only lost a pound. That upset me greatly. 1 pound in nearly a month? NO WAY! The official weigh in is on the 5th as promised but I just felt smaller so I thought I'd have a look. I'm sorry that I did. I was too depressed to tell you in words.
At lunch today one of the girls was having 'Total' breakfast cereal. She had gastro bypass surgery a year or two back and she watches her food intake so I am sure that the cereal is good for her. The box title caught my eye but it was the back of the box that caught my attention. The box said "Were in this together."
Upon closer scrutiny I realized that total is doing a campaign hand in hand with breast cancer. Pink. It is a worthy cause. Naturally the slogan caught me by surprise. It almost felt like a cosmic message to me of sorts. Not because I know that breast cancer research is so important (Because it really is...soooooo important...) but because I say that all of the time here on the Blog. I was feeling so down about the stupid number that I think the angels spoke to me in the only way I would understand the message. I felt better.
As if they needed to make sure I got the message, another co-worker; the one helping me promote my book- told me an odd story about what happened to him on Monday night. He'd gone to an industry party with the person that we were supposed to meet with. (In fact that's why the appointment got rescheduled. They were out very late.)
At around 5am or so they wandered out of the club that they were in and there was a homeless man asking for change. No one gave the man anything except my co-worker. He had .75 cents to his name and he gave it to the man. The man stood up and 'bumped his hand' with fists gently and gave him some numbers to play in the lottery verbally. He promised my co-worker the numbers were winning ones and disappeared into the night. My co-worker did not play the numbers but the other fellow checked them just to see. They came in at 2 million dollars. My co-worker believes- hand to God on his beloved Grandmother he said to me- that the homeless man was an angel. He wishes he had played the numbers. Unbelievable right? My angel's message was gentler than that but I got it.
One of the court clerks from the floor above us came down to see our attorney about a pending matter today. I hadn't seen her in months. She looked amazing. She said she lost 61 pounds using a plan and over the counter 'serotonin' pills recommended to her. She is also under a doctor's care. I actually entertained the thought of going to the store and purchasing them. I also entertained the thought of trying the beads behind the ears diet I've mentioned several times. At the end of it all I still believe that what we do must fit our lifestyle or its destined to fail ultimately, even if it succeeds temporarily. Plus, I still believe that spending extra money should not have to be part of the dieting process. The official weight number is a week away. Maybe I'm just filled with water or some silly thing...at least I hope so.
Another co-worker was upset today by office politics. She's very young and got undeservedly and unnecessarily hurt by another co-worker whose reputation in that particular area is not great. Without disclosing details she mentioned how the other person was making her feel like she never wanted to do another nice thing for anyone. That's what she did- she reached out, helped another, didn't keep it under wraps- because really it was just a nice thing and then she got reprimanded for it not being her place by a higher authority. Both sides were right. Since she is low man...well, you get the drift. Anyway, my co-worker at the front desk told her that giving someone that much power over her happiness and being herself was a mistake. That power should be hers, not theirs. The speech she gave the young coworker was clearly off the cuff and much more descriptive than this but it hit home as well. I agreed with every word and so did our young friend. By the end of the day she was feeling better. She took my desk co-workers very good advice. So did I.
For me, I can't let the number on the scale rule my happiness. I'm feeling better. I'm more comfortable in my clothes. I'm sticking to the exercise; eating the right foods and taking better care of me. That scale shouldn't have the power to rule my happiness. Amazing right? The angels talked to me through others all day. I'm glad that they did. I guess I really needed that. I'm glad they thought I was worth finding a way to communicate with.
I had thought that I would have time to read the magazines that I told you about but I did not get to it tonight. I had to go to the bank two town over to get money for my 25th anniversary gift for my husband. The traffic was bumper to bumper both ways. Hubby is going to key Largo diving with his class next week. I gave him the money to pay for it. Originally I saved it up towards a party. I really wanted one. It just wasn't in the cards. I wanted one when I turned 50 in June too but that wasn't in the cards either. Maybe for my 50th anniversary? Maybe for when my book comes out? We'll see I guess.
On that note I will sign off reminding you that you look as good as you can for today. Tomorrow you will look that much better. Do not let your perception of your body stand in the way of you having fun. Stay positive. I'll see you in the next Blog! ;-)