The last two years have been rough on all of us. I don’t think anyone in this country has not been affected by the Covid 19 virus. It caused the deaths of loved ones and it has also caused those we love to separate from us. This has been the hardest part for me.
Politically I am neither a full-fledged republican nor a full-fledged democrat. Both parties have a lot to offer that this country needs right now and yet instead of seeking a balance we keep going from one extreme to the other. Heaven help us all!
This blog is not about politics. I hope it never will be. This blog is about loss and change. The first friend I lost was not even over an argument. I corrected a post he put up on Facebook in the comments. The post was political and inaccurate. It doesn’t matter what the issue was. He got mad at me for pointing out what was wrong and stopped speaking to me. The second friend I lost I have known for over 40 years. He texted me early one morning telling me of a situation he was in. He felt threatened. I offered the best advice I could at that hour and the texts kept coming. Eventually, he told me he didn’t like what he was hearing from me and he too cut me off. I got angry at this and probably sent a text or two I shouldn’t have. The third friend just stopped talking to me for no reason whatsoever. He just stopped returning my calls. He was a mentor to me and I relied on his wisdom for many years and now he is just gone.
Now, after all of this happened I did everything in my power to win these three back. I asked forgiveness, sent ecards on holidays, left messages asking how I could make this right or how I could be forgiven. I got stone silence. It began to make me sick as I kept going around and around in my head about how I could make things right. Everything I tried failed. And the silence continues.
I was doing the same thing over and over again hoping for a different result and that is one of the definitions of insanity. I was making myself insane trying to win back the friendship from three people who didn’t want me back. They had control over me as long as I continued to beg for their forgiveness. Something had to break and it did.
I finally realized that these guys were renting space in my head. Space they had no business being in. I called on a good friend who talked with me for a long time. He asked me very direct questions if I was angry or bitter towards these three men and I’m not. I’m hurt but I can honestly say that I would welcome them back if they reached out to me but it is time for me to stop reaching out to them. And I have.
The freedom of letting these three men go is amazing. I feel better about myself and my life. I no longer feel guilty about the situation because I know I have done everything I can to make it right. The ball is in their court. All three of these men are Christians I am looking forward to the day we reunite in heaven and can talk these things out and forgive each other there. If it happens here all the better but I know it will happen one day.
This marks the end of the first month of my efforts to try and lose weight. I will reveal at the end of this blog how many pounds I have lost. I truly hope I lost something.
Starting a diet at the beginning of December may not have been the wisest course. December has more food traps than any other month of the year. I was able to maneuver through most of them. I didn’t say no to all treats but I cut back and ate less of my favorites than any other year. In the past, I would have gained a pound or five over the holidays. This Christmas I think I lost.
One thing that stands out is I got in the car the other day and found it very easy to get my seatbelt buckled. This has been difficult for quite a while now and yesterday it clicked with little to no effort so weight must be coming off or at least inches. I’ll know for sure on Tuesday when I go see my doctor. I have not weighed myself at home at all, only there. When I see what his scale says I’ll come home and calibrate my scale here so I can weigh more often.
The original diet plan was to have two Slimfast shakes and a piece of fruit a day. One of each for breakfast and one of each for lunch. I found early on that I didn’t get hungry at lunchtime and so began skipping the second shake and fruit. I seem to get hungry at about four PM and so I just plan dinner for five. Sometimes I feel like my blood sugar may be dropping in the afternoon. At those times I will eat a healthy snack. My sister sent several bags of roasted and shelled chestnuts. I love those and they are a good form of protein. The whole bag is only 200 calories.
Dinner is for the most part meat, potato, and a vegetable. Sometimes with a little sweet treat. Last night I had eggplant parmesan and a nice multigrain roll with Land O Lakes butter mixed with olive oil. All I drink anymore is water. I have had some juice in small amounts on occasion but it has mostly been water.
Before the beginning of December, I lived at Fast Food Restaurants. I love McDonald’s and a standard order would have been two triple cheeseburgers a medium fries, a Hi C Orange Lava Burst, and two apple pies. I would have this several times a week. I also frequented Arby’s, Burger King, Popeye’s, Taco Bell, Kentucky Fried, and Wendy’s. Some days I would get breakfast lunch and dinner from these places. I craved it. I even felt I needed it but I was wrong.
Since December 6th I have not been in a Fastfood restaurant or used the drive-thru. The closest I got was a small popcorn at the movie theater when I went to see Spiderman No Way Home. I figured going to the movies is not a regular habit for me so I could treat myself there.
Today is Sunday and as most of you know I publish on Wednesday morning. I will finish this blog up when I return from the doctor on Tuesday.
It’s now Monday and my doctor’s office just called. It seems there has been an outbreak of Covid amongst the staff and my appointment has been moved to next Tuesday so the weigh-in is postponed another week. Seems like Covid is again changing our lives as I also heard at least one college is going back to Zoom classes when the semester starts and one community theater just shortened its schedule by eliminating two shows. I find it inspiring that people are taking the correct precautions now. No matter what life will go on and one day we will be out of this mess.