You don’t mess with my shoes

I didn’t mind gaining a little weight.

My boobs got bigger. . .

My stomach got a little softer. . .

My curves for a little more curvier. . .

What’s not to love about a little weight gain?

Well, diabetes for one.

High cholesterol for another.

And thirdly there’s join pain.

None of those things are fun and all of them can lead to long term health implications.

Things I don’t want to deal with for sure.

Sure, I am still fun in the sack (at least I used to be before I started this damn sex diet), but I have to say I’m not thrilled with the side effects of weight gain.

Of course, I wasn’t thrilled with being labeled pre-diabetic.

And I wasn’t happy to have elevated cholesterol.

And finding out that I had high blood pressure wasn’t fun either.

But I wasn’t convinced I needed to go on a fucking diet until my shoes stopped fitting me.

Yes.

You can fuck with my cholesterol. You can fuck with my dress size. But the minute you fuck with my shoe collection YOU ARE OUT!

Bummed out

Some sad news here.

First of all, I’ve been diagnosed as pre-diabetic.

Also, my blood pressure is intermittently high.

So there’s that.

Of course, instead of changing the medication I’m on which causes weight gain and all it’s lovely side effects, my doctors have opted to put me on a DIET.

I hate that word.

They’ve enrolled me in the most successful program they have – an 82 week MEAL REPLACEMENT plan.

Oh, don’t worry!

It’s not like I have to survive on shakes for 82 weeks.

No.

It’s only 4 FUCKING MONTHS OF MEAL REPLACEMENTS.

Then I get to start eating real food again.

Oy vey!

How am I going to do this?

Well, I’ll tell you one thing – I’m not going to try to do it over the holidays.

No.

That’s like setting myself up for failure.

I start on January 8th – the day my abstinence comes to a close.

Wouldn’t you know it?

Go off one diet, start another!

The other sad news I have is that I’ve been passed over for a promotion in my department.

I’m rather bummed because I felt that the position was PERFECT for me and would provide me with new challenges and opportunities to excel in my work.

Sadly, that is not the case.

So needless to say with all this bad news, I’m a little sad.

Bummed out, so to speak.

If you’re inclined, send a kind thought my way.

I could sure use them!