South Beach & Sewing

9 Mar

A recent visit to my doctor’s office for the dreaded annual lady appointment resulted in a nice talk with the nutritionist about the South Beach Diet and a new birth control method. Exciting stuff, huh? Oh, and I found out I’ve GAINED about 4 pounds since my last trip. Yeah, let me tell you how happy that makes me. Time for change. I’ve tried just regular diets, Weight Watchers, and just plain old not eating unhealthy things. And wouldn’t you know, none of it worked. I hate having to keep track of what I eat. So I’m trying the South Beach approach. 2 weeks with no starches, bad carbs, fruit, milk & a list of other things? Alright. The hardest part is the potatoes. I love potatoes; mashed, baked, fried, whatever. They’ve always been a comfort food. But that comfort has made me pretty UNcomfortable in my skin. My fiance is giving this a go with me. We’re on completely different levels, but it can’t hurt to try. So far we’re doing good, it’s only day 2, though. We have a pretty limited number of options as far as food is concerned. Seeing as we’re now supposed to buy our food, we have to have grocery money again. And let me tell you, it’s not exactly as easy as it used to be. Our hours at work are cut, we’re paying out the nose for gas, I’m attempting to pay off a credit issue, and I’ve started school again. That on top of the car payment and cell phone, and we’re pretty screwed. Tax return? That was gone as soon as it came in. Oh, and mine was $200 less because my mother claims me on her taxes so she can get more money. Fair, right? No.

My mother; I could write a novel on her alone. I love her, but good God she gets under my skin. She hasn’t really spoken to me in about 3 days. Why? Because I left the eggs out. Eggs that cost $0.39, and she didn’t pay for. Eggs. I will never understand how things as petty as that deserve this kind of treatment. And I hope to never do that to my children. Call me crazy or progressive, but I hope to have a pretty open relationship with my kids. I’m kind of ready to move out. I can’t really afford to, but I’m losing my mind here. It’s taking a toll on my relationship, my health, and my general well-being. My credit score keeps me from getting approved anywhere, and I’m not able to save up any money because of the circumstances present.

I’ve been sewing a lot lately. Purses, mostly. But today I altered a shirt for a friend. She had a large t-shirt that she needed turned into a fitted medium. Took about 2 hours, but I got it done. Normally I wouldn’t have even considered doing it in a day, but it’s one of my best friends and I couldn’t say no. I also didn’t think it was going to take that long. The sleeves were most difficult than I anticipated, because I didn’t read the instructions all the way through. Looking at it now, I see I could have done it in way less time. Next time.

I don’t have anything else today. I just needed to vent a little.

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