It’s February. Like so many New Year’s goals before, my goals have been COMPLETELY derailed. I mean everything. I’ve had 3 cokes a day. I’ve gained back the 3 pounds I lost in January, I haven’t even started the first book of my challenge, and I’ve had mostly fast food this week.
Let’s just say kind of a lot happened in the last couple weeks. I quit caring about my goals for a while.
Baby steps back on the wagon. Ham sandwiches for dinner. Okay, so I washed it down with Coke. I finished reading a book. It wasn’t the book on my challenge, but hey. And I don’t think I’ve gained weight since yesterday, but who knows.
I’ve been having dreams lately about going back to work. I know I’m not ready to leave the little guy at daycare again, but I miss going to work everyday. Sound crazy? I miss having structure to my day.