Watching the Rain Fall

Maybe eventually I’ll talk about this openly in Blog form but not sure I’m quite ready to talk about it yet too openly. Thursday I went to see a doctor about a “problem” I’ve been dealing with for quite a while (Since about the age of 14 or 15). Unfortunately my insurance company is run by a bunch of men who don’t see this as much of a problem, and are requiring it be much worse for the procedure I need to be covered (Most insurance companies don’t require it to be so bad). Bad news in all. If my parents are going to pay for it to be done I will have to wait about a year for them to save the money required. In the mean time my parents want me to lose 20 pounds (just under 1.5 stone for you Brits out there) to see if it will make much difference, and if not it may help my case with the insurance bastards. So basically I want to maintain what I have (151 lbs or 11 stone) through the holidays. Tonight wasn’t so good. My mom had her office Christmas party at our house and I did all the cooking, and setting up. I have a bad habit of munching on whatever is close at hand. I think I did an ok job with eating as much raw veg as possible but I also ate too many crackers, a bit too much dip as I set up and I really should have just stuck to the lemon meringue and not gone near that HUGE chocolate cake (That crazy 7 lb American Chocolate Cake from Costco… because anything that big must have the adjective “American” in the name). Because what happens with a HUGE chocolate cake is even a small slice is HUGE. Wishing I had a car, I’d drive to the health club which is unfortunately to far to walk or run to. Maybe I’ll see how long it’d take me by bus. It’s too wet to use the track across the street at the high school. Or maybe I’ll just dig out my mom’s videos that are collecting dust in her room (hehe… at least I’ve maintained my weight loss, she’s gained back 10 lbs).