Waiting on the weight

I haven't been blogging. I really should, but I just.....forget. But here I am, so here we go. Clay and I moved to Madras, OR on January 4, and have been trying to get settled in. I am working at Purple Sage spa and Salon, and my business is growing. The dogs are doing well, and summer is coming. But it has rained here a lot over the past 3 days, and the water in the ditch behind our house looks ominous. I have to remind myself, though, that the weather is calling for sun the next 9 days, and there really is only about 6 inches of water in the ditch today. So, possibly, I am over-reacting. Maybe.

I have been working out since we moved here, and I am now down 35 pounds, give or take a couple depending on the day. But I feel better, and can move around a lot better. However, my skin is getting quite lazy, and I have already gotten a systemic infection once due to complications with the extra skin. And while I am still about 300 pounds, I feel much thinner. In fact, I feel skinny. Then, I look in the mirror. All the weight I no longer feel is still there, and reality comes slamming back when I see what I still look like. I can tell that there is a change, but this is going to be a 2 year process probably, so I just have to be patient. Easier said than done, but this is the reality of the situation. Its strange, too, to be going through such a transition. None of my clothes fit right, and that alone makes me feel less attractive than before, even if I am smaller. And then there is the irony. There are people out there that live in a state of paranoia, believing that they are shrinking. I actually am shrinking, and that is a bizarre feeling. A very good feeling, but bizarre none-the-less.

I took a road-trip last week, too. I went back to Grants Pass to see some friends and make some new ones. All in all, I think the trip went well, both for me and for the people I was visiting. I met my brother-in-law for the first time, and ended up having a really fun time with him. We talked, laughed, and got to know each other pretty well. Once again, I must say that I have great in-laws, Clint being no exception. I am honored to be able to count him among my friends. Also, I got to hang out with my girl Shannon, and that is always about the best time ever. She is so funny, sweet, and uncomplicated, that the three of us had a blast together. As much laughing as we did, though, I am still more than relieved to be home and back with my guy and my dogs. I guess I am a bit more of a home-body now that I have something amazing to come home too. I really am a fortunate gal. :)