It's been almost 3 weeks since my last post. Eep! I've just been so busy!!
In the last 6 weeks, I've had multiple visitors stay with me in Paris, flown home to the States for 2.5 weeks for my mom's surgery, and been to England twice (a funeral AND a wedding). Needless to say, not much time to take for myself for posting..
But, I'm happy to say - I've managed to stay mostly on track with the weight loss. I'm at about 146.5 lbs (real weigh in to follow Friday), and I started at a little over 156 lbs about 8 weeks ago. So, I'm down almost 10 lbs (around 4.5 kg) in that time frame - and considering all the shit over the last 6 weeks, I'm thrilled.
In other news, I've decided to switch from a formal French class to a private tutor. I don't have the right kind of schedule for a set class every day... I end up skipping half the classes because I have to work and it's just not worth spending the money. For the same price as 10 hours of set class, I can have 6 hours of private lessons - strange but true. I think it makes sense for me, anyway.
I have to go back to the States again next Friday - a business trip this time. I'm not really looking forward to it. Lots of things to take care of while I'm home. Lots of...complications. It all has to do with the whole moral compass thing. It's funny how the desire NOT to hurt people can end up hurting them so much more when it's all said and done. Growing up is hard.
About Me
- B
- I'm a complicated, contradictory, slightly crazy mess. But aren't we all? I like rainy days best of all, but mostly because it makes me appreciate all things cosy and warm. My tastes swing from wildly modern to bordering on shabby-vintage. I've never met a cupcake I didn't like, and I collect souvenirs (junk?) like it's my job. I'll shop anywhere, from Target to BCBG. The more outrageous the color combination, the more likely it will become a "must-have" for me. I'm 24 but I still feel like a child most days -- though everyone assures me this is normal. I have no idea what I want to do with my life, and I'm starting to recognize my own mortality, which makes most career choices seem trivial and inane. I'm still trying to find my great passions and figure out where I lie on the moral compass, which takes up a lot of time -- more than I generally have to give. I work like anyone else, shop like anyone else, eat like anyone else, pay bills like anyone else, and sometimes I have to stop and wonder -- is this all there is?
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