The timing is always wrong or the situtaion is all f'd up
Things just tend to have these tiny complications. Then again, sometimes those complications are what allow those situations to exist, perhaps. I am a big believer in the whole everything happens for a reason thing, for the most part, so I guess I just need to go with all of this, right? OK. Going with it. I did have such a good time yesterday though. Such a freakin' good time.
21 days, people. 3 solid weeks until my life begins. I ordered some weird sampes of protein drinks and stuff just so I can see what is gross and what isn't. They should be here by week's end. I am supposed to get used to them before my surgery anyway. I did a little chart today to see what my weight is supposed to be when, according to the guesstimator on this website I am always on. I couldn't figure out how to put a chart into my blog so you get it without any bells and whistles:
11/15 - 264 (day of surgery)
12/15 - 240
1/15 - 217 (vegas for andrea's bday!!!)
2/15 - 206
3/15 - 200
4/15 - 195 (Passover pic will be waaaaaaaay better for me.)
5/15 - 189
6/15 - 184
7/15 - 178
8/15 - 172
9/15 - 166
10/15 - 161 (I should be around here for my 30th bday trip to Vegas!!!!)
11/15 - 156
So there it is, folks. The next year of my life in numbers. I think even by this January, at 217, I will feel so different. Clothes will fit me, I will feel like I look good, my face will finally not be so freakin' fat. I want all those things so much. Everyone keeps asking if I am scared or if I am ready to do this. I have never been more ready for anything in my life. Am I scared? i don't think so. It's like asking someone if they are scared when they are going in for a life-saving procedure. Sure,s urgery might suck but it is going to change everything in my life. Um, I'll take it!
Also, I quit smoking again on October 15th. Now I will still have one month of being a nonsmoker before the surgery. I needed a reason, I think. It was too easy to just smoke when I wanted to which tended to be always. It sucks not smoking but I know it needed to be done.
ok kids. I am moving on to the Buffy phase of my evening. Season five. Glory is Ben and Ben is Glory.
21 days, people. 3 solid weeks until my life begins. I ordered some weird sampes of protein drinks and stuff just so I can see what is gross and what isn't. They should be here by week's end. I am supposed to get used to them before my surgery anyway. I did a little chart today to see what my weight is supposed to be when, according to the guesstimator on this website I am always on. I couldn't figure out how to put a chart into my blog so you get it without any bells and whistles:
11/15 - 264 (day of surgery)
12/15 - 240
1/15 - 217 (vegas for andrea's bday!!!)
2/15 - 206
3/15 - 200
4/15 - 195 (Passover pic will be waaaaaaaay better for me.)
5/15 - 189
6/15 - 184
7/15 - 178
8/15 - 172
9/15 - 166
10/15 - 161 (I should be around here for my 30th bday trip to Vegas!!!!)
11/15 - 156
So there it is, folks. The next year of my life in numbers. I think even by this January, at 217, I will feel so different. Clothes will fit me, I will feel like I look good, my face will finally not be so freakin' fat. I want all those things so much. Everyone keeps asking if I am scared or if I am ready to do this. I have never been more ready for anything in my life. Am I scared? i don't think so. It's like asking someone if they are scared when they are going in for a life-saving procedure. Sure,s urgery might suck but it is going to change everything in my life. Um, I'll take it!
Also, I quit smoking again on October 15th. Now I will still have one month of being a nonsmoker before the surgery. I needed a reason, I think. It was too easy to just smoke when I wanted to which tended to be always. It sucks not smoking but I know it needed to be done.
ok kids. I am moving on to the Buffy phase of my evening. Season five. Glory is Ben and Ben is Glory.
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