So this morning I woke up in an off mood. I looked in the mirror and wasn't happy with what I saw, everything just seemed so wrong. Nothing like beating yourself up!
I defiantly need to go for a hair cut, I have spent so much time not caring that I think it really shows. It has been 1 year and 4 months since I went to the salon, those days of nice hair and nails seem so long ago. Even my clothes, I have plenty of nice clothes, just haven't cared much about it. As I progress with my weight loss all that seems to change. Now I want to look nicer and be noticed, as before I could have cared less if anyone knew I was there.
It is funny though, my husband thinks I look fine the way I am. I am glad he thinks so, he doesn't wake up feeling like he should squeeze his body in corsets just to hide the rolls. I can see what has happened to my body and I often wonder why I let it get so bad.
Monday, January 28, 2008
In A Funk
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I found you via BlogExplosion. I hope that you feel better soon. :)
Thanks! I hope you come again. You know, sometimes I am are harder on myself than I need to be.
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