Okay, y’all. I had more hits yesterday than I have in quite some time, but not a soul had any suggestions for me. Suck. However, the formatting is clicking for me after watching a few movies and then studying the screenplays. I just need a massive brainstorming session, and (hurray!) I have a three-day weekend to do it.
Bad news: I’m just a mess. I still need to drop that last 5 pounds and I’m now having dreams that Jillian Michaels is breathing down my neck about it. I weighed myself and obtained my fat % yesterday- yikes. Oh- I also measured various body parts. Must get serious about this. You know you haven’t been exercising in a while when a cop bumps into you and says, “I haven’t seen you out running in a while.” Ack. Everyone keeps saying but you just had a baby, however that’s no longer an excuse in my book. My baby is 7 months old now. I can afford to unload a bit of junk in this trunk.
Good news: A man called me extraordinary. I think a woman should hear that sort of compliment every day. What a boost to your self-esteem. It’s makes you feel like you have a new haircut.
Tonight calls for a workout (aside from chasing Maya, that is) and maybe a glass of wine while I fling ideas.
You have a wonderful evening.