
I'm trying to figure out what the deal is. You know how all the sudden your house gets really messy and when you finally decide to go clean it up you say to your self "I will never let my house get this messy again." I say that all the time. But when am I really ..."not going to let my house get this messy again?" What the heck. I've never been the cleanest person in the world but I've been a cleaner person than messy. I don't like dirt or gross things but I don't mind some clothes on the floor. I'm really self conscience about my house being dirty. I feel like everyone can look at me and know my secret. I was a much cleaner person before I got married, as a matter of fact I was a much skinnier person before I got married...and I was a lot better with money.
I'm completely convinced that being organized, clean and smart with money has a lot to do with being thinner too. I think that if you can't keep your regular life in check than you can't keep yourself fit. Now some people are just "blessed" with a high metabolism and all that crap. You're just freaking lucky to be skinny and messy.
I'll tell you why I believe this.
When I was a freshmen in high school I made the New Year's Resolution to stop drinking caffeine and to run three times a week (in hopes to lose 10-15 pounds). And I did it. I never once fudged on this resolution. I completed it to the end. So the next New Year's Resolution I decided that I wanted to lose weight and be a happier person. So I bought the book "The Idiot's Guide to Losing Weight." I wasn't fat or anything...I just had curves. I mean I was a size 12, 5'10" and weighed 170 or so. That is technically in a normal weight range but I was in high school and all the other girls were rail thin, no boobs and no hips. So I felt out of place. Reading that book opened my eyes to my eating habits and how much I have to watch what I eat and keep up with my daily exercise. So...what I learned or started doing from this book was this:
-kept a food journal (counted calories)
-worked out 6 days a week running and I was on a softball team
-never ate after 8 p.m.
-barely ate
carbs (only before I went running) or I ate whole grain with dinner
-drank tons and tons and tons of water
-I ate every 4 hours to keep my metabolism going
-ate tons of veggies and fruit
All of these things worked for me. I don't know what happened but I became this super nutritional freak and I counted every single thing I ate..I lectured everyone else. I never messed up I always stuck with my "diet" and I lost 40 pounds in 5 months. I was very thin but I was very healthy. I actually was. I have never felt as good about myself as I did in those 3 years in high school when I was skinny and constantly being active and eating healthy. While I did all of these things I was extremely organized. I kept two different day planners and I spring cleaned my room daily. I couldn't stand the rest of the house to be messy so I'd go clean up after my siblings and parents. I was every parent's dream. I really had it all together.
When I graduated I gained weight with birth control and being in college on my own. I got up to 200 pounds by my 3 year in college. So the summer between my third and fourth year I did weight watchers and started running again and I lost 20 pounds. I was at 180 and I was okay with that. I was active and eating healthy and 20 more pounds would have been great but I wasn't too worried about it. I kept a tidy dorm room, had a day planner and had a plan for my life. Then I got married the next year and gained 60 pounds in my first year of marriage. I then gained 70 pounds with pregnancy a year after that. I only lost 20 with birth and I have bounced about 15 pounds down to 275 to 290 and occasionally hit 305. I haven't kept my house clean since I've been married for more than a day. I have never found a place in my home for everything. I have not met one goal that I've made since I've been married. I don't know why everything changed for me.
I. Hate. This.
I'm to the point where I'm saying ... I. Will. Never. Be. This. Fat. Again. I say it and I want it just like I say "I will never let my house get this messy again" but do I keep that promise? No I don't. I have to change. I HAVE TO CHANGE. It's not a joke. I'm dying.
So this is where I'm at right now. It's 12:46 and I'm about 1 hour and 46 minutes past my bedtime. I know I have to go to sleep right now but I know I'm going to toss and turn on this all night. When will I change? When will I just get up at 7 a.m. start some coffee, eat a healthy breakfast, get ready for the day, feed my daughter, see my husband off to work, clean my house, do my chores, work out, work, study, keep up with my finances, keep up with my house, plan my future, be motivated, be organized, be a good wife and mother, be skinny, be healthy...when will I just grow up, grit my teeth and bear it? Huh? When does that happen?
Right now. I'm changing.