All research, reading, education, listening, practicing, shopping for food has been done. The first set of beads has been set and secured with the skin colored bandage. I’ll be surprised if they still in place tomorrow morning. Having a cat who goes wild licking bandages does not support the slight hope of them holding. Furthermore, my short hair of course isn’t covering them and I feel definitely a tad silly. What we all do for vanity or for reaching a goal!
The feeling of being terrorized by the idea of going onto a “with a twist starvation diet” which I had this morning, has meanwhile sunken into my stomach where it is tangled together, a knot indeed.
The last Heath bar enjoyed, the last chocolate ice cream devoured, all to compensate for the cravings coming my way quite certainly… we even stopped by Wendy’s for dinner – let me explain, I go to Fast Food places once every three years. Max. This might give some insight into the magnitude of my desperation.
To end my misery and to change it to glory, I decided to end this evening with a tiny drop of wine and a note here. Impressive how much better I feel to end the beginning now in this manner.
