Gack! I’ve fallen off the Weight Watchers plan big time. Burned out. Pretty darn sure all the inches I lost have come back. Sigh. I’ve been thinking of quitting WW, I’m just tired of getting on the damn scale. I’ve lost my motivation. I know I have at least 20 more lbs to go, but my emotional eating is in the way. What emotions am I eating away now? Seriously, just throw a dart. And the thought of putting in 6 hrs a week in the gym – oh, man. Yes, that’s what it takes for me, I know, cause I’ve done it before. Except now I have a busy 2 yr old and have to wait til hubby gets home and dammit if I’m not tired by 6pm. Honestly, the point system does work, but like most programs, you gotta actually DO it and I’m not really doing it anymore. I’ve skipped a few weigh ins due to work or holiday plans and now I don’t want to face the scale that is just going to confirm that I’ve been cheating left, right and centre. Oh, I earned my 10% keychain, but I had to leave right away that day so I didn’t even get a cheer. Honestly, if I have to hear another story about how many almonds you can eat for a snack or weighing food or whatever, I’m going to kill myself. I love working out and I’d rather be working out than going to a weigh in and a meeting that fills me with dread. Also, where else can I go for months once a week and NOT have any friends or at least greet someone by their first name? Really. Yawn.
We were supposed to go visit the in-laws but it was cancelled last minute because my MIL had a bad cold and cough. I wasn’t too bummed about it because even if we had gone just for one day DH would not have left the kid so we could get out to a movie, and of course, there was the matter of sleeping on a thin piece of foam on the living room floor. Ugh. My back! My sweet mother in law was sad to not see her adored grandson, but really, they had just returned from a cruise and she needed her rest, so I told her we’d see her soon enough. Turns out it was a good decision because later I find out that MIL didn’t sleep well due to her cough and then a ferry was out of commission so it would have been a nightmare on the Victoria Day weekend. Not to mention, REALLY expensive to just go sit in their living room. Why not just stay home and eat Pringles and drink pinot grigio? Yep, I did. Don’t judge me. It rained all weekend anyway. Bah!
No news on the big audition, but I had another one yesterday for two small roles. I went to a friend and did some work on them after the kid went to bed. It was a producer/director session, a rarity these days for me, I went in uniform and thought I was pretty darn good. We’ll see. I had to drop of the Precious with hubby at his office and of course, he then tells me he has a meeting. That’s the problem when you take babysitting out of the budget, but he was a trooper (both of them) and all went well.
Did I tell you I’m doing a staged play reading on June 2nd? I am so psyched about it. The play is “Proof” by David Auburn and what’s different is that the family is black and I’m playing the older sister, Claire. It’s a really good part and I look forward to rehearsals which start this weekend. I even got my hair done. And get this – I now have bangs. Ghetto bangs. I haven’t had bangs since 1983. It’s a little weird, I have to tell you, I keep moving them out of the way.
Also coming up this Sunday afternoon is our annual women’s general meeting for my Buddhist group. I’m sharing my experience regarding infertility and adoption from a Buddhist perspective. Yikes! If anyone is in the area and would like an invite, let me know, we’d love to have you.