So...primal eating. I actually didn't do too badly on Wednesday and Thursday. Made it to the 80% mark both days so that's an improvement. Portions are still pretty good and keeping me satisfied. I'm having the "gallbladder pain" (it's what I'm calling it even though we don't know that's what it is) the last couple days. Ugh. Could definitely do without that. But otherwise, things on the bandfront are good. Hubby experienced his first PB the other day. I welcomed him to the club but I don't think it was one he was happy to join. He said "PB? I just vomited. I don't care what you want to call it." Men. Sheesh. The band is starting to work its magic on him though as he's lost 5 lbs since his fill last week.
Since I've been all Debbie Downer Doom & Gloom here recently, I thought you'd all be happy to know that Hubby and I have decided to take control of our own destinies. We've determined that since the universe obviously isn't going to change our luck for us, we've got to do it ourselves. We're really lucky in a lot of ways, and we've got to stop thinking that isn't good enough. So when the announcement came about some changes to my work group, I decided that enough was enough. I was done waiting for things to happen TO me...it's time to MAKE stuff happen FOR me. So I've applied for two different positions at work. Hopefully one of them will work out. We'll see. Hubby has decided we're going to start looking into him hanging his own shingle and venturing out into a solo law practice. It's time we start making our own luck.
In a lot of ways, this venture is no different the weight loss adventure we started. We could have kept sitting around waiting for the pounds to just magically disappear or we could get off our keesters and make it happen. I've lost 65 lbs, Hubby's lost over 100 and it's not from sitting around waiting for the Weight Loss Fairy to come and wave her magic wand! We make our own luck in this world...I'm just a little late in catching on. It's time to get off the Negativity Train and on to the Positivity Super Highway! Who's with me?!?!
We're going to a backyard bbq tomorrow and I'll probably go visit my dad in the hospital sometime this weekend. He had his second skin graft on Wednesday and other than a little cardiac blip in recovery, he's doing OK. We're hoping he can come home sometime next week.
I'm not going to do a big remembrance post but since I won't be logging on until Monday, in lieu of a Friday Funny, let us never forget.