So sorry I’ve been absent for so long! We’ve been in the process of packing up a four bedroom apartment (3 years’ worth of stuff!), traveling 200 +/- miles across the state for interviews, securing a sweet little (read: no more junk!) apartment back in my hometown, and still working at the flower shop, finishing up what should have been a $10,000 wedding, but the boss cut her a deal and only charged her $7K. It’s one of those baby’s breath monsters…if you don’t know what I’m talking about, just Google “baby’s breath wedding” and you’ll see what I mean. Not as simple as they look. I also have a smaller wedding to finish tomorrow. Will I miss doing flowers? Probably. Will I miss the drama of holiday? Probably not.
Anyway, I’ve been selling off my furniture because I just don’t want to haul it. I’m keeping my antique buffet (which I plan on sanding and painting), my grandfather’s roll-top desk (not an expensive one, but I age-painted it to look old), a vintage drop-leaf kitchen table (with that awesome chipped, crazed, original white pain finish, complete with the phrase “Mexican Power” scratched into the paint) that I found in the basement of an old flower shop I worked in five or so years ago, an antique oak chair found in the same place as the table, a small chest of drawers that came from my dad, and my bed. I love my bed. The rest is all in boxes, the freezers have been emptied, the fridge is next on the list. The pantry has been purged and I’ve saved out the unopened basics. Not much cupboard space in the new kitchen, but that’s just fine with me. Why stock up when it’s just two people? When I emptied the chest freezer, I found frozen veggies that were two years old, freezer-burned chicken thighs, and things so covered in permafrost, I shudder to think what’s in those packages. No more chest freezer!
As for my weight, I had a long stall this month. I ate pretty badly during Valentine’s Weekend at the shop. Generous people brought in pizza, chips, soda, etc…and yes, I brought in chicken, beef, yogurt, cheese…but after working 8 hours and you need to keep going for another three or four before you head home for the night, you snag a slice of pizza and a handful of chips. You sip a soda. After the weekend was over, I knew I would gain a couple of pounds from the carb load I ingested, and I was right. The good news, is that the following weekend, I traveled downstate to do some interviews and snag the apartment. I always stay at my friend’s house when I’m down, and when I’m there, she always has the things I need to eat…and when I came home, I had broken my stall and lost 2 pounds. A couple of days later, I lost another three pounds for a grand total of five pounds lost. That means I’ve lost a total of 60 pounds since surgery October 28, 2013. Not too shabby!
It’s not likely that I’ll be posting anything else until we’re moved in this weekend, and our internet connection is installed on Monday or Tuesday. I *could* post from my mobile, but I know I won’t, So, you’ll just have to wait!
See you on the OTHER side of the state!!
Robin
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