Just talked to mom about the big move. She is stressing over it right now. Plus, the apartment people are being weird about a move in date. This whole "we guarantee it by May 5" thing isn't working for my schedule, Miss Lady. I need a REAL date. Although, I do like that my carpets will be shampooed, walls painted and memories of the previous owners will all be gone by the 5th. That will be nice.
ALSO! I have big news. News that alters my life everyday.
I gave up drinking pop. Like for real. It's been almost 3 weeks and I haven't had any (except for a sip of desperation on Friday, but it was literally a sip). I'm pretty proud of myself. I didn't think I would have this much will power. I hope to stop until the end of May when I'm in a wedding and then just drink it in moderation, but we'll see.
Right now I'm just sticking with water and the occasional sweet tea or lemonade (which coincidentally have about the same sugar content as pop, which suuucks). How rude.
I'm trying to eat healthier also. I guess I'm beginning to become a grown up? As weird as that sounds. I just want to look good in a bathing suit, though. So my motives are purely selfish. And I want to look good for my future husband and eventual celebrations that come with the occasion.
Too far?
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