Day 3: Sometimes your only option is a pickle.

I know you can’t believe I have more to say on the subject of my resolutions, but I do. I have to write about it or I’m going to eat something or watch TV.

I went to a movie yesterday “Seven Pounds” which I really liked, but as my sister-in-law Sally said, “It’s a redemption movie; I’m just not sure it’s my kind of redemption.” Enough said. During the movie I had a rumble in my tummy and my darling husband said he was going to get some food, did I want anything? Did I want anything? So I started to think, hard—Yes, I did want something, I was hungry, but I couldn’t think of one thing—not one thing that fit my new nutritive goals—except a dill pickle. No wonder the US is having a hard time losing weight! There’s nothing of nutritive value at the movie theaters!

Now on the TV front. I’m remarkable productive now. Yesterday I cleaned my husbands automatic toothbrush, did 4 loads of laundry, dusted and cleaned ½ of my room, ½ of my closet, I spent an inordinate amount of time on my blog as well as a good chunk of time Facebook stalking old friends. That may not sound like much to you but it really was for me.

Then the time came to fall asleep. I went to bed at 11:00PM a perfectly reasonable time for sleep. I was tired, yet I couldn’t sleep without the dulcet tones of the TV lulling me. At 12:30AM I was still trying.

Anyway all is well. Today I weighed myself and I’ve lost 6 pounds in two days! I’m sure it was all water. I think it was my body’s way of saying, “Phew, thank you for feeding me something good.”

362 days left—not that I’m counting.