Thank you, BigProf, for the inspiration for this title. Your comment really made me laugh.

And thank you, Dad, for reading my blog. It really, really means a lot to me, and so do your thoughts.

One week to go and yes, I am excited.

Yesterday I was cruising round the shops, just getting some focus in order to do the grocery shopping (actually didn’t work: I forgot the cat food. Boy, am I in trouble). I kept being tempted to go into the clothes shops and get something nice there, but then I thought NO! Why do that? It won’t be long before I can look at stuff that’s a whole lot smaller and feel real good about buying clothes. In fact, I’ll be chucking out geological ages of baggy old stuff out of my wardrobe and rediscovering ancient layers of clothing that I set aside for when I lost “a couple of pounds” (or three).

Found out why I had the bizzarre munchies attack on Monday. I mean, it was just like a PMS thing, hunting down food and going for it. And then, guess what? Yeah. All my plans for a crone party next autumn have been dashed. Argh! I hate having periods. It’s been such a holiday, not having had one since January. Oh well, Ribs made me laugh yesterday when I txtd her and told her. She said “at least you’re not pregnant”. Then we met and had coffee and laughed more. Also got another inspirational story from her about gastric banding.

Inspiration from Day 4 of 100 days of weight loss is all about setting guidelines, not rules. Being able to adjust plans according to needs. That diet is not set in stone. I guess for me the important things will be maintaining my water intake and keeping up the exercise. Good old treadmill.

I put that there for inspiration with clothing. I put her in nice warm stuff coz it’s cold here.

In exactly 1 week from now I will be arriving at the hospital.

Excited?

oh

you

bet.