My original intent, back in the throes of winter malcontent, uncertainty and depression, was to shed approximately 215 pounds in one painful, fell swoop.
It's funny how God watches you walk intently and confidently down one path only to reach down, pluck you up -twist you in another direction and set you back down. (He must have quite the sense of humor - of that I am convinced.)
As the course of my intended walk changed, and my love convinced me that the marriage we've been committed to for 21 years was worth fighting for, I felt the need to perhaps give up a few other things that might help in this journey of ours.
I decided to give up holding things in, to talk more about what I was thinking when I was thinking it.
I gave up late night snacking.
I gave up trying to be a single parent, and convinced Tightwad that we needed to share that honor. (Why should I be the only one having so much (@(#& fun?? )
I gave up diet pepsi.
Oh, and I gave up one more tiny thing.
vodka.
