Dear Diary Tuesday...

Mood....fair

I wish I could come to this with stories of excitement and passion that occured over the weekend, but all I did was cook, clean, and shop....nothing exciting at all. The only tiny piece of excitement is that I tried on a few dresses at Dillards for the wedding.....still not that exciting.

Work has been slammed again. We are again down a number of individuals so our phones are totally out of control. I am on the phones for an hour a day trying to help out, but I am not sure if it does help at all....but at least I am trying. They have a number of people that are not in customer service helping out on the phones, or at least that is theory since most of them don't get on the phones at all. It is a said fact that the division that is always front line for a company, what really makes or breaks a company's business, is always often paid the lowest and treated with the least amount of respect. At least that is the way it is has been for every company I have ever worked for.

The big "meeting" at Shane's is on Thursday and that is giving me something to look forward to. Shane and Michelle are just so dang excited that I can't help be excited with them. I have no doubt that what they are going to be presenting to Dylan, myself, and our parents is just going to be phenomenal. I am the luckiest girl alive to have such wonderful individuals like Shane and Michelle handling everything for my wedding.

Friday is also something to look forward to as the "wedding party" is going out to dinner to a new place. It will be nice to have an evening that I can relax, even though I will be good and not drinking or eating anything that will effect my weight in the next day.

Speaking of that, I think that is why I have not had the desire to blog a lot...my weight in went horribly. I thought I had been really good last week and then when I went in, I had put on 1.5 pounds and I cried all the way home. I have not had a good weight in for many, many weeks but that just put me over the edge. I am sure it was due to my horrible salt intake last week but it has at least motiviated me (made me obsessed?) with watching everything I eat and working out more and harder this week. If I go in on Saturday and don't lose anything, I am not exactly sure what I will do. This has become a way for me to measure my worth, which I know it shouldn't be. But I am viewing my personal failures by putting weight back on as being just that....me being a failure. I need to pull myself out of this mentality and kick myself in the ass, but I think that might be impossible this week.