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A Rough Day

Last night was a not-so-restful kind of night. I really don't know what was the matter, except for that it was hot and Marshall came to bed after midnight and I was hungry. Man, the past couple of days I have been a lot more hungry than normal, so snacking every hour or two has what it's come down to. Which is not a bad thing of course, but it is kind of annoying. But there are worst things in life :). 

I woke up happy, made an amazing breakfast for the two of us, then hopped into the shower to get ready for the day. Yesterday was such a productive day that I had high expectations for today. Mistake #1. As I pulled on my jeans after my shower, I noticed they were tighter. It seems as though 75% of my clothes don't fit right anymore. I guess that's to be expected after such a drastic body size change, but every time I put a beloved piece of clothing on only to have it not fit properly or comfortably, my heart sinks a bit and I am discouraged. Ugh, why must I do this to myself? 

Needless to say, I did not handle this situation very tactfully and was told by a very gentle husband that I should go back to bed. It was 9 AM. Go back to bed? But I had SO much I wanted to get done! I climbed under the covers as per the request of my husband and drifted off to sleep. TWO HOURS later, I awoke feeling better, but still a little drained. 

Emotions are so crazy. Yesterday was so great and I felt confident and alive and loved my body. And then there is today where I feel like I am not myself and in someone else's body. And my clothes don't fit. And it takes me two hours to do the grocery shopping. Ya, I really was off today. 

So I walked to the park with my lunch in tote and ate under the shade of a tree. Afterwards, I did a calm yoga flow to ease my mind a bit. It helped, though I can't say I have been very productive today besides grocery shopping and washing the dishes. But that's okay. 

You know why? Because it is okay to have a rough day. I am me and I am GOOD. I am a Daughter of God and have so much potential. I can't allow a pair of jeans that don't fit quite right to ruin my day. That would be silly. 


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