Coping
Crazy Aunt Purl writes:
But since I am no longer on a diet, no longer “about to start a new program… tomorrow” and no longer waiting for an unspecified time in the future before I start to treat myself with dignity, every day I just have to make the best decision I can. I suspect I will see the inside of a Jack-in-the-Box drive through again, I suspect I will drink 600 calories in cabernet in one sitting, more than once. But sometimes I will also choose to go for a walk, or a long drive, or make the cats dance with me in the living room (they hate it soooo much). Or I will throw a shoe into the back yard with profanity befitting a sailor, and later slink back out to retrieve it and clean it with a damp paper towel and copasetically place it in my bag to take to the shoe repair guy the next day.
There is no wagon to fall off.
And we should remember.
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I really want to know how much Cabernet equals 600 calories. Or how many calories are in a bottle.
Apparently, 600 is about a bottle of wine.
I haven’t gotten over the “when I’m not fat” way of thinkinking yet but I ditched the timetable a few weeks ago. And Mondays are just so easy now without the impending weigh in.
I’ve been waiting for “when I’m not fat” for so long that I don’t think I’ve had any fun in 7 years. That is not okay.
Six hundred? Is that all? Damn it. I was expecting to magically lose three pounds a week upon leaving off drinking a bottle of wine every night, and now it turns out it’s only about one. And I haven’t even been losing the one, which is really pissing me off.
Yes, 600 calories is about a bottle of red wine.
I love LOVE “Big Fat Deal,” love it, and I am infinitely honored to see something I wrote on my weird little diary quoted here … and not in the scary Penelope Trunk way LOL.
I don’t know how my undieting thing will go in the long run but I hope to God it works out. I’m exhausted by dieting. I like cabernet. I’m tired of counting points, grams, carbs. Ijust want to be normal or something close to it.
We’ll see.
“There is no wagon to fall off.”
“And we should remember.”
I love that. So Zen. So sexy. So jealous I didn’t write it first.
I think that’s the essence of what I’ve been trying to get to lo these many. No more “corporate diets”, eating what’s good for me, with special sauvignon, cab franc, and chocolate at Easter, Christmas, and New Years.
NOW all I have to do is get to the d**m gym.
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I love Laurie! She freakin’ rocks, and I suspect she is a very sorted person, despite telling us all how discombobulated she is ;-)