Wow! I have to say....if I miss one day typing in this thing, then I miss a couple of months. hehe. Sorry about those that actually wondered where I was. Basically, I was doing school work. =)
The semester has started and though I don't have a heavy course load, I'm really struggling with staying focused on working on my Masters thesis. *sigh* Nothing like trying to pick a direction on a 60-100 page paper. It has to be something I love, or I know I'll never finish it. I have my parents, boyfriend, friends, professors, and other random people in my life asking how it is going and all I can say is....."ummm" Cause truth is, it hasn't gone hardly anywhere. So sad. what is worse is the fact that I'm on the border of lying to people just to have them back off. I haven't gone there yet...I'm trying my hardest to stay away from there....I know what kind of cess pool that could lead to *sigh*
My boyfriend has decided we need to buy a house. He wants one badly, and to be honest, I can't fault him. If I was still living with my parents I would be clawing at the door to get out. Not that my parents aren't awesome, but it is hard to live a "grown up" life with your parents still asking you to bring your laundry down or clean your room =0p anyway, he has been saving cash like mad...which is awesome!...I've always been on his ass to save money...but it is sad too. It is kind of frightening too though. I feel like I'm about to have all safety platforms ripped out from under me. Once I take that jump, in my mind, it is done. We will be as good as married. We've been together for a very long time, and I love him tons, but there are a couple of personality flaws between us that I'm not sure will ever iron out. I guess that is how it is with a lot of couples --and without some strife, there wouldn't be as much love (or love wouldn't be as noticable--) but it still worries me.
On the weight loss front, things have really stalled out. Once I lost that major goal of a Vegas vacation, most of my motivation instantly went out the door. After Vegas, I was back up to my orginal starting weight in no time. Back to the 190s. Boo! So, I started trying to get my butt back to at least eating right. I'm down to fluxing between 180 and 183 right now. I really want to see those 170s come back. I need to start busting my ass. I just can't find that motivation. I kind of wish I had the cash for a personal trainer. Someone to yell at me when I don't show up and bust my ass and someone to hug me when I make it down a couple of pounds. I really, really, REALLY think blogging helped keep me on track. Even though you ladies and gentleman were so far away, I felt some accountability. Funny how that works, isn't it? I've never met you and I'll most likely never meet you....but yet I still value your thoughts.
Forgive me for my absence. I will try very hard to start blogging on a regular basis during the week. Weekends are still mine to hide behind the couch with a bag of chips *sneaks off*