Random Acts of Kindness and Tender Mercies

So yesterday I left you with some serious frustration with my scales.  Not an earth shattering problem, but a nuisance to say the least. 

Today I come with much happier - warm fuzzy inducing - news.  I had some places to be this morning, and left early on my adventures.  I had just enough time to do my things and then pick 'Lil up from her special ed preschool.  When we returned home, guess what was sitting on my porch bench?  A brand new scale. 

My husband insists he didn't buy it (and I believe him. When he does something sweet, he makes sure I know all about it so he gets the credit).  The only thing I can  think of is that someone local, who reads my blog, decided to be an angel in disguise. 

Of course, I only know of about 2 people who fit that description.  And if they don't want to come forward, I'm not going to name any names.  But it was the sweetest thing that's happened to me in a long time.

I love having your needs met by strangers (or good friends pretending to be strangers!).  God is good.  And people are good too.  I truly believe when we expect the best from others, we usually get it. 

But this has also inspired me to look around and see what I could do for someone else.  I want to be a blessing to someone else too.

So go out - live your life - but look for someone else to help.  It might make their week!

I'm pretty sure my scales must be broken

 . . .and I actually mean that literaly, not just in the "my diet isn't working so it must be the inanimate object's fault" way.

I've had my scale for a year or two now.  I've always done a couple of measurements - just to make sure I stepped on evenly and got an accurate measure.  When I started this weight loss journey, I was taking 3 each time, and took whatever number was the same twice.  Then, a month ago, I started needing to take 4.  In the last two days, I've taken 6 or 7 and still not gotten the same number more than twice. 

Also, on Sunday, it said that I was up a pound. Now, I totaly believe that - I was NOT good last week.  I was down right awful!  So I get that pound.  But yesterday it said that I gained two pounds in ONE day!  That one doesn't work for me - I was decent that day, and two pounds in one day is what happens when you're pregnant, not dieting!  (which I GUARUNTEE I am not pregnant!).  I even decided to wait a day to check in to see if it would get better.  Today, even though I couldn't get the same number to show up twice, they all said I was up three to FIVE pounds.  Yeah, soooo not believing that one!

In other words, I don't really have a clue what my weight is, so I don't know what to say here.  I guess I'll just leave it with this:

Loss this week: up a pound ish
Total lost: 10-16 pounds!


I can't get a new scale until payday, and even then it might not happen.   So I guess I'll just play it by ear for the next few weeks!

A decent week

Loss this week: -2.0
Total lost: 16.6


 Super happy with that two pound loss.  It was hard to get back in the habit of tracking points with my calculator (but SOOO happy to have that one back!).  I had seriously let myself slip on keeping track, so it was hard to decrease the food again.  But that's ok.  My only qualm is I should have had a bigger loss (it was bigger on Friday!).  I guess having cake two days in  row is seriously not great for a loss week!

Next week I will have been on this journey for 2 months.  I wanted to be down 20 pounds by then - which won't happen.  But still, as of today, my weight matches my delivery weight with 'Lil.  It's still way more that what I wish it was, but I haven't seen these numbers in almost 2 years!

Back on track

Loss this week: -2.2

Total lost: 14.6

 Oh that number is so much better!  Loosing another 2 pounds (ok, it's only 1.6 if you subtract my gain from last week!) but this puts me at a number I haven't seen for 3 years.  It's a beautiful number! If I loose another two this week, I'll be where I was when I delivered 'Lil. 

My biggest problem is that total number - at this point I should really be close to 18 lost if I want to make my insane goal.  I've got to kick it into high gear here.  Hopefully my calculator will come on Wed (please oh please oh please Mom remember to bring it with you!) and that will help so much. I just don't track well on  my own. I'm trying to keep a talley on my fridge, but it's so much harder than on that calculator!

Life is also so much better when one is no longer pmsing or retaining water from said pms.  It's like there's hope again in my weight loss!

Here's to another week down, and an even better one coming up!

The Post I don't Want to Write.

Loss this week: + .6

Total lost: 12.4 lbs

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

It happened.  I had a HORRIBLE week, and seriously fell off the wagon.  And I gained.  Not only did I not loose the 1.75 that I'm supposed to each week, I GAINED HALF A POUND BACK.

Why did this happen you may ask?  It's simple - remember those hormone pills I have to take?  Yup, totally in the middle of those.  Which also means I'm pmsing, and I still don't have my points calculator back.  I tried to keep track with talley marks, but I was really bad at actually marking down.  Plus I kept on forgetting just how many points I get a day, and deciding it didn't matter if I went over a little, but didn't keep track of how many I was over for the week.

In other words, I realy didn't care about being good, and failed to pray every time I wanted something caloriefull and not a smart food choice.

I am weak.  My flesh is very weak. And when I don't ask for help to make my spirit strong, it doesn't come.  Asking isn't hard - wanting to be healthy more than pig out  is what is hard!

On the plus side, yesterday morning I was actually up 1.6, so at least I was good yesterday. And I can be good again today . . . although I still have 4 more days of pills and no calculator (that thing SERIOUSLY helps me!).  But no matter: this is me, recommitting myself!