Good things happen...sometimes.

Lots of updates this time...

Well, first, a kitchen update. We got the rest of the stuff (meaning: the cabinets, hardware, counter top, and plumbing stuff) to do it on Sunday. DH demolished the previous cabinets Sunday night. He worked all day Monday, but did some work on it Monday night...put the new cabinets together, basically. Tuesday, he was off...and he knocked out most of it: got the cabinets installed, cut the counter top to size, cut the holes in teh cabinet for the plumbing work...but nothing on the counter. He saved that til this morning (Wednesday, if you were unsure of what day it is), when he did the holes for the faucet and sink, siliconed everything including the cats, and started to hook up the plumbing. Until he broke something. So back to Home Depot he went...on his way to work. So we have been without a kitchen sink (or a kitchen, really) for 3 full days now. I'm hoping the hook ups go fast tonight...I'd really like coffee in the morning, and not out of the bathroom faucet. Ew. I know the water doesn't come from the toilet or anything like that, but I just won't use bathroom faucet water too cook/drink with. I know. I'm weird. We've already established this.

So that's the kitchen. While we were at Ikea, they had snap-in wood floor for 12.99 a box. It works out to .45 a sq. ft. SCORE. We have been talking about doing wood floors in the living room FOR. EVER. since our moron former landlord laid the new carpet over the old...while the old was still damp from steam cleaning. But we didn't want to break the bank to do it, and we had more important stuff sometimes (pesky bills)...but that price? Yeah...not passing that up. So on my way home tonight, I have to pick up the 12 boxes of flooring. I went by yesterday, but they had it all up high and wouldn't get it down for me. Grr. So I paid for it and they were going to pull it last night and I will just pull right up and load it when I get off work tonight. This will probably be a project for next week. My mom is going to be AMAZED when they come in August. They were just here in May, and we haven't told them what all we are doing.

Ok...other than home improvements, MORE good news: I *FINALLY* got my promotion. Yup. The job I applied for in April finally went through. And it's mine...as of Aug 1. Nothing like government HR departments (state run university and all...makes me a state employee). I'm hoping they can actually get the paperwork through sooner. But not holding my breath.

Ok...what else? Hmmm...Ummm...let's see. The scale hasn't budged. At all. Now, I am PMSing...or, was. Until TOM decided to "bless" me with his presence. But that does usually add some weight. I've had it be as much as 6 pounds a couple times (yeah, because even my cow of a self doesn't eat THAT much in 2 days, and that is how fast the scale has moved up), but I'm just not feeling it lately. I've still been listening to my body. Hell, the last couple days, I've even been taking the stairs the 2 floors up at work! Go me! Of course, with TOM around, I haven't been swimming. But I'm seriously considering the lap band surgery. Really, the only thing stopping me right now is insurance. If I can get that covered, I'm there. I know...goes against everything IE. But I think IE will actually help me be successful with that surgery, since I will need to know how to tell when I'm full. But I still have 75 pounds to lose...and IE just isn't going very fast. I know...if you've read it, it's not supposed to be fast. It's a process, and the losses look like the stock market ticker...up and down, but overall, down. I really do get this. I just don't think I can handle staying this size. I know I won't be doing it before Disney, regardless of what I decide, so I will see how the next month or so goes. Then, make an appointment with my doctor to see about my insurance coverage. With my family history, I really would think it would be deemed "medically necessary." I mean, it was for 3 of my aunts, and my grandmother. And I have not only parents with diabetes, but grandparents...and I have my lovely diagnoses of "Infertile"...even though I still don't think it was me that wasn't, I still have the diagnosis. I really have no reason why I DON'T want to try it.

Well, maybe because surgery isn't something you just TRY. Poor phrasing. If I go as far as to have surgery, I will DO it. And succeed. That might be the only thing stopping me. I succeeded once. At least partially. But I gave up SO much...I still cry when I think about it...and the things I did then just don't fit into my life now. Could I force them to fit? Maybe. But I would be miserable. I was then. Obsessing over food is no way to live. Take this blog post. Kate, honey, I love you more than life itself, but how much fun are you having? I know...in this instance, the end justifies the means...and getting your babies back is more important than a temporary unhappiness. I get it. But when I was on WW, I was like that all the time. Oh, sure. "You can eat anything you want on WW. It's about portion control." Sure. And exercising to bank points. And starving yourself for the rest of the day (or subsisting on cucumber slices and baby carrots with FF Italian dressing, if you were REALLY hungry...and maybe even some SF jello)...but god forbid you should eat something that will actually fill you up if you are planning to have some birthday cake. It's all over then. Because you've already blown it, so you might as well enjoy it. Right? But tomorrow...it's back on the wagon. But tomorrow, you are detoxing...and everyone knows you are hungrier the day after a binge...so again, you go hungry all day. "But, they have Core now. You can eat whenever you are hungry!" Sure you can. As long as it's from a specific list of foods. And you have packed enough of said foods for your lunch that you can snack throughout the day and not run out.

Really, I used some of what I learned at WW to help me with IE. Core taught me to recognize my hunger signals. Flex taught me...well, not much really. Ok. That's not true. Flex taught me a lot about nutrition, believe it or not. I learned I can't tell the difference between skim and whole milk. Same with cheese. And I like couscous. Well, actually, that was a Core lesson. But it carried over when I went back to Flex. So the hundreds of dollars I spent was worth SOMETHING. But do I think I could do it again? Nope. I don't have it in me anymore. I recognize my faults now. And one thing I also learned: You can lose weight eating all fast food, but it won't stay off.