The Good, the Bad, and the "eh..."

Good: Made it to my appointment at noon
Bad: Waste of time, because I need to get a doc from the courthouse.
eh...: Made it to next appointment

Good: Trader Joe's. Popcorn snacks.
Bad: Eating entirely too many popcorn servings
eh...: dinner out. Greasy Japanese.

Good: Girl Night
Bad: Long drives
eh...: "twilight"

Good: Reading Jen Lancaster NEVER gets old
Bad: Not learning my lesson about eating/drinking during the more hysterical parts of her books
eh...: I could write, given the time and energy.

The best intentions lead to

Arby's drive through. At least they led me there today, after shopping for nice healthy groceries, along with some junk because I am not a saint.

A peek into that thought process:

"I'm hungry."

"I'll be home in 15 minutes, and can have some yummy fruit and stuff!"

"I'm HUNGRY! Look, Arby's!"

Order and begin to eat deep fried deliciousness.

Notice nice glucerna bar in front seat organizer bin.

Sigh. Finish eating DFD.

Go home, haul groceries and books up my stairs. Pant, ache, and sweat.

Eat grapes.

Realize this whole life changing stuff is going to be a wee bit of a challenge.

Backstory

I'm fat. Really really fat. And for far too long I've ignored that fact. I am so dedicated to blissful ignorance that I managed to pretty much ignore a Type 2 Diabetes diagnosis in January 2007. It was a whole lot harder to ignore a breast cancer scare last month, so I've decided that I have to take some sort of action, because I don't want a 3rd health scare, thanks so very much.

I have PCOS, whioch contributes a bit to my weight, but mainly I have a high level addiciton to crappy food and crummy eating habits, at least when left to my own devices with no audience of little kids to witness my poor habits. Little kids? Yes, because I'm a nanny. Supposed to be a good role model, and all that jazz. Not succeeding so much on that front.

Also, to somewhat paraphrase one of my favorite authors, Jen Lancaster, I may be 40, and I may be frumpy, but I'll be damned if I am going to surrender to the trifecta of 40, fat, and frumpy.

I also have this whacky urge to adopt, and it would be good to be in decent shape to chase a kid around 24/7.

So, here's my journey to a healthier life, along with comments about the world in general, occasional (ok, frequent!) snark, and my adoption quest.