I was so upset and angry yesterday. I had to work very hard to let that go and live in the moment. Dieting can be so stress fully, painful- at least for me. Then I got word that Angel Preston- the pony I helped get a prosthetic leg and operation for with my book sales fell out of the back of the SEMI in route to the operation because they forgot to close the doors. How wrong is that? I sobbed. Devastation fills the heart of her owner Denette. The loss is truly great for her- like mine with my daughter. Angel was her child. It's awful.
The Royal Caribbean Book Tour is confirmed and set in motion. They contacted me for what the Compass (Daily paper of activities) would contain. It's a go. I leave on the 20th of July and am gone for nearly two weeks. I pray that I sell every book and take orders for more!
I lost the same two pounds my body is fighting with this week. Its very frustrating. I don't trust it but am trying not to let the number dictate my day. THIS is exactly why I do not weigh in every day. You do realize that if I weighed in at the beginning of the month it would say 13 pounds solid so far right? Isn't that nicer than yo yo up two...yo yo down two... and so on?
Anyway, I'm trying to focus on the tour because its the one thing in my life that's going terrific. See you next blog. ;-)
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