Yet again

Well, I am going to start trying the weight watcher thing again today. It did work, up until about 2.5 months so I'm not sure what that is all about, but I am trying to figure that out. I plan on doing some stretches and crunches later, but that covers it. I am waiting to see what happens, job search wise, as I have heard nothing back. I keep telling myself that it has only been a week since things were finalized. 11 days, mind you, but only one business week. Maybe I should refocus and look at Agents.

So anyway, here we go again.

Well, the official weigh in with the VA is 260.2. Damn... I need to loose about 105 pounds... crap. I better get going.

Sometimes it hurts to move, and I am not sure if that is good or bad

Life has become all about moving around and getting things done. Too busy to be sedentary at the moment with keeping our house clean while processing Cindy's Mother's house. I ache everywhere from yesterday and I am sure I will ache tonight. This whole situation sucks with great suckatude. But it is a form of exercise.

Interestingly, I have been craving food that is at least moderately good for me. More salads and small portions. I am famblished all the time but nothing sounds good. Maybe Katie's pickiness is contagious. GAH! Anywho... I have actually lost a little since this whole mess has started, like 2 pounds or so. It's a something. If this whole situation weren't so screwed up I am sure we could cook, but we don't have the spoons for that, either of us but my Beloved has all but had her silverware tray stolen.

Well, back up today, then taking Sunday off and then back up Monday. Bleagh... the world of suck is everywhere. But at least I am still moving, and that might mean weight loss and better health at the end of this nonsense.

Job 2

Well, the application is in and now the wait begins. This is probably going to make me crazy. I want this job but I am not sure I will get the job. Hell, at least I applied and got everything done. That in and of itself is impressive for me. It's a start at any rate.

Job?

Well, I am waiting to complete my application for the Job I want with the DoJ. Once the documents have uploaded then I can finish this sucker, 2 days before the deadline. I can totally do this job and I have the skills and training necessary to succeed, if only I actually get hired. So now comes the nerve wracking part where I wait for a response. Can you tell that I am nervous?

Le sigh

Well, Saturday sucked as we found out that my Beloved's mother had passed away. This is throwing everything out of whack and we are coping. Somedays it's not worth chewing through the straps.

Just how often do I need to hit restart?

Am I a terrible blogger or what?

Any way...

I am going to start this again. I think my Beloved is right in the recovery track. That might be the best way to face this and indeed the term Jihad does have its roots in fighting against ourselves to better connect to God/ Allah/ FSM/ whoever... The Greater Jihad is all about fighting against your urge to do the easy path, to not put in the work for something. And recovery is all about fighting inertia and doing the work. This isn't going to be easy but it will be worth it, if I can get off my fat ass and do it.

Biggest problem right now is that my ankle is screwed up to the point where walking is less than enjoyable, and that is for short trips like the bathroom. But there are things I can do, like crunches, stretches, working with weights and the like. It is at least a start on that front. Also diet is also something that can be addressed more and there I feel hampered by Katie and her extreme pickiness. We really need to get past her issues and cook for ourselves. When we have done that Katie has been fed as well, but we eat decent.

Weight Watchers was working, ish, but not well enough, as it was easy to skip things or loose track. I think it might be worth following up on but I don't know. I do know that we have to fairly radically change things if we want this to work.

Still no joy on the job front. I am finishing up my application for a job and if I got it, it would be great, but I am unsure as to what my options are. I need to actually get going on the publishing front, to try and sell my novel, because that would be good. I feel conflicted. The VA might be sending me back to school, which would be lovely, as that would mean money, but again, going back to school would be both fun and stressful.

Life is kind of like that... you know...