It's Friday. What I love about Friday, is two days off from bootcamp. Good lawd! I am anticipating another 2lb weight loss...as I calibrated my scale to match the bootcamp scale. (By calibrate, I mean, subtract 2lbs from my weight to match the boot camp scale. I'm a borderline engineer, minus the math skillz) It seeeez I lost 3 lbs, but we'll see! If nothing else I maintained... but I'm pretty confident I lost. My pants are roomy! Two weeks! You'll have to hold your breath until Monday. I know the anticipation must be eating at you!
I spent last night with my legs propped up, and iced. Soaked in epsom salts. Popping ibuprofin. I am not getting much done other than working out latley.
My birthday is fast approaching. It is precicely 1 month from today. You can send gifts whenever you want though, it's always a good time for presents! As with last year, the manfriend and I are going away for the weekend to southern Ohio and stay in a cabin. This year we are going to stay in a former coworkers cabin, and I'm pretty excited. I invited some people to come down the first night, and kickit, and the second night I'll get to spend with the manfriend. I dunno what more you could want, than to be with someone you love, in isolation. It's romaaaaaannnnntic! Could be scarey too. I have been joking with the manfriend that I'm making a "manfriend" doll, and that is why I'm randomly stealing his articles of clothing. Maybe I am? Or maybe, I need supplies for when I finally kidnap him.
I made the effort to plan this trip two months ahead in hopes more people could pencil me into their busy schedules, but that never works for some reason. You know how people always say "we should go away for the weekend" but then they never do? Those people kinda suck balls. Friends in the movies do it all the time. I always knew I should be an actress.
I have one couple for sure going with us, and the rest can eat it. When they're 80 they will be sorry they didn't do more fun stuff.
I also planned it for my birthday weekend, and had to change it recently to the week before. The manfriend has to catsit for his Mom. Guess who won that one? It kinda pissed me off because as I said, I planned this well in advance. Yes, you may take note, the boy pissed me off. Well, the situation did. And, it didn't last long One thing I have improved with myself is not being mad about things for which I cannot change. I didn't dwell on it. The old me would've milked it, and thrown it in his face whenever I could. The old me was kinda a bitch. The old me dated assholes too, so there you go.
Don't I sound all smart and well adjusted? I know!
Last night the boy said the cutest thing. He was fixing his windows for the winter, caulking them (you said caulk) and he said he wanted to make sure I was warm when I was up there with him. (he does live in Cleveland, home of "it snows or rains every time I am up there") The best part is that he means it, and he does stuff like that all the time. It feels amazing to have someone actually care about ME and my happiness, and comfort. It's a first for me!
Have a fabulous weekend, send me thin thoughts so I may weigh in tonight at less than last week! I'm going to have dinner with the manfriends friends tomorrow night. Which will be a task since I'm on restrictions.