… my newest guest blogger (and fan of the Snarkypants blog-o-rama) – my uncle Charlie! :)
I am almost sure that the snarkitude comes from his side of the family since the other side, while loving and fun, aren’t overly uh, you know. (Except for Dani who is truly a category unto herself!)
He’s just warming up, friends, so give Uncle C “biggie ups” and a hearty welcome!
And now … (drum roll)
As I close out 2005, I think of the many times I have made commitments to lose weight. Oh yeah, at least twice a month, every month! Not just this past year, but the last oh, I’d say 10 years. But 2006 going to be different. I’ve established a new system, a more meaningful one, one that is more realistic. And one that I AM COMMITTED TO. I am going to lose only one pound a month for forty week’s duration. That seems realistic to me. I get so caught up in big numbers that I’ve decided to lower the target weight. You see, in that way, I will only be a shadow of my former self.
Of course, being retired and on a fixed income, I will have to find employment to earn enough money to buy all new clothes. But, hey, that should be fun, right? What’s my motive for doing this? Well, health, of course. I want to be healthy, and stop with all the medication! Better living through chemistry is not all that great. And, yes, vanity is the other reason. I want to be SLIM for my Cruise to New England/Canada in September.
Yeah, I hear ya. I rather like the “one pound a month” plan. However, at the rate I’m gaining weight, that will take me into the next century and I will most likely be dead (but thin!!). I’ve been snarfing every single thing in sight mostly out of boredom, isolation and the fact that I’m feeling lonely. Food offers lots of comfort, it’s true, but not fitting in my jeans steals it all away and I’m thinking it’s a net loss (i.e. fat-i-tude). I did make it to Curves today, arguing with myself the whole way. Jeebus, I’m a doof.