Getting rid of more stuff. It's great! I just cleaned my linen closet (am laying in a lump now, back pulsing like a Star Trek warp core). This morning I made an offhand comment about things being done the same stupid way 'cause that's the way they've always been done (Can't remember what I was talking specifically about--could be anything!); so when I started the linen closet, my words floated back to me.
And I changed it. Moved towels to a different shelf, which necessitated a move of the blankets, which prompted a move of the "pharmacy" shelf, etc. It works so much better now! I also pulled some stuff out and put it in the goodwill box with my tons of clothes.
Hmmmm. My clothes. I'm getting cold feet on taking them in right now as I'm back out of the zone again--just that fast. Both times I've done protein days this week, within two days I'm back out of the zone. There's always the fear that I won't be able to maintain, no matter what I do. I *know* I'm eating right. And I *know* there's only so much I can do! But still, thinking of weight coming back makes me shake in my boots.
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