We all do it…try to trick our brain or make excuses for things that we don’t like.  For instance, by tomorrow morning, according to the diet and workout regime I am attempting… I should have lost 2 pounds.  So I weighed myself this morning… and here is how I am choosing to interpret my results.

Technically the scale said that I was at the weight I was at last week, but… we need to take 1 lb. off for clothing and I just had a giant cup of coffee – so that could account for 1/3 of a pound… and I am retaining water from yesterday’s salt intake.. which wasn’t really on the diet, but that could be a half pound which means that if I stick to fluids today and really drink a lot of water… I could be at the lost 2 pounds mark by tomorrow.  Right?  Plus I just ran so I sweated at least another 2 oz. off.

Ironically, my horoscope today is…”Don’t get angry.  Be realistic and look at the statistics.  Once you are fully aware of the consequences involved, you can make a move that will position you positively.” 

By statistics, we’re talking data… so hmmmm making a move would be working out like a dog and drinking only fluids today?  Hmmmmm.

Another game…. things are moving slowly…so let’s book a trip because then everything will speed up.  Actually, they did.  I have several interviews piling up before leaving town.  And, I am trying to calculate when different organizations will call me in for another interview so that I don’t schedule out one for the other.  Where were you all a month ago when things were so slow?

And of course the “trying to block things out of my mind game.”  Like when you were little and couldn’t wait for Christmas, that is how my count down until my trip is.  A week from tomorrow I head to the airport.  A week from Wednesday I will be in beautiful France and seeing my friends.  OK stop thinking of it… and focus on the task at hand.

So all summed up….I may or may not have lost 2 pounds; I may or may not have a new job very shortly; and I will be in France but not for a little while.

I’ll take that!

As ever,

K. Quinn