It's October

I can't believe it's October 2 - and I've been not working for 4 1/2 months and Daddy's been gone 4 months.   As much as I'd rather have him with me (us), it's because he is gone that I don't have to worry about going back to work.  I really don't want to go back to work, at least not in an office.  I can't stand the thought of that.  Being in an office.  I'm really thinking of going to Wegmans.  Ran into an old cheerleading Mom and she's worked there almost 2 years and she doesn't work evenings or weekends.  Which is what I'd want.  I'm waiting until my unemployment runs out.  I've paid into it all these years - I should at least collect it.

It is cool out today and I think I'm going to have to put on a pair of jeans.  I'm not worried because I weigh less than I did in May when was the last time I wore jeans.  It's so much harder - I've been cheating or eating wrong things.  Sometimes I have no will power.  I just keep thinking of Daddy and how proud he was of me.  Get weighed next Tuesday.  I'm going to go to the gym Tuesday/Wednesday/Thursday and then again on Saturday/Sunday/Monday.  I get blood work on Friday.  I hate always watching what I eat but since I let myself get this way I have no one to blame.  I'm hoping I'm in the 100's.