Almost there.

I was not nice today. Poor hubby, having to put up with me.

But, on the positive side, I think it's finally out of my system. One can only hope.

Wow, what a trip this horrible week has been.

It's over, though.

So I'm working on that new schedule and plan to start Monday. There's a basic feeling of hope starting to grow inside of me once again. If it gets strong enough, I'll ride the wave as long as it lets me. Such is life.

Tomorrow's sermon at church is on self-discipline. I'm looking forward to service, hoping that I'll come away inspired for my newly-revived efforts. And hopefully more than inspiration, but new information on staying motivated and consistent when I'm not 'feeling' it; when the feelings get in the way and undermine the plans. I had lost the 'feeling' of control this week, and it punished me severely. I want to learn how to conquer my worst enemy...and to be true to my goals.

I've got a few obstacles to face, but also the means to overcome them, if I can remain strong enough.

About the SBC--I'm gonna have to start over. My start weight will be in the way...a reminder of my failures. I'm going to get rid of it on my log. I'll evaluate my current situation, and make the necessary changes for my SBC, so that I'm able to continue on, yet still have a chance to succeed at something. Please forgive me for this last week's back-tracking. The results have been sad. But I'm moving forward.

I'm off to work on that schedule...tomorrow, I plan to spend sometime catching up on your blogs. Stay strong, everyone.