So what do I do?
After that last post and admitting I've written off my writing (laugh, damn it! - bad puns 'R us.) I sent some work to an agent. An AGENT! It must be the crack.
After admitting no resolutions? I'm joining weight watchers next week. In my defense, someone close to me is joining and asked for a buddy for support. They're also paying for it since it's not in my budget. And I totally need to do it.
I try not to talk about my weight here because let's be honest, nothing is more annoying than someone complaining about how fat they are when they know what they need to do to change it. I've done it in the past and I know what works. I'm fat because I'm too lazy to stop myself from eating. There. I've said it.
I saw Richard Simmons on the Today show the other morning saying the first step is admitting, really admitting, the truth about how much we need to lose. So, the truth? I need to lose 55 pounds. The reality? I'd settle for 30 so I fit into my skinny clothes.
Yes, my skinny clothes are 25 pounds away from how much I should weigh. Yes, I know most people don't even NEED to lose 25 pounds. It's pathetic... I know.
So now I shall change the subject and only speak of it again if things go horribly wrong or I lose a few pounds and I'm so happy I can't stay quiet about it. (Me stay quiet? It could happen. STOP LAUGHING!)
Oh, and PLEASE read this post and comment. I really need the feedback. And job offers would help too.