Gaining Control

I’m not going to open with an overly-enthusiastic “I’M BAAAACK!” because every time I proclaim such a thing…I end up falling off the end of the interwebs again.  I just know that too many parts of my life lately seem out of whack, and I’ve been toying with the idea of blogging for awhile, so here it goes.

My weight has stayed the same over these many months, which is quite an amazing feat considering my past history with weight maintenance and all the things that have been going on lately.

I moved into my own place almost 2 months ago, and I’m completely in love with it.  I’ve almost got everything decorated the way I want it, but my bedroom still has a way to go.  Pictures to follow if I can get my act together!

My relationship ended a few months ago and I still have no idea why.  Obviously I’m still upset about it and am trying to recover, which reeeeally sucks because I want to move on but just can’t seem to.  I don’t want to stew and suffer anymore, I just want to be happy.  So…c’mon, soul.  Heal faster.  I’m ready.

I’ve got quite a few friends who live near my new place, so I’m trying to keep busy hanging out with them.  It really helps to be able to call on people when you need them most.  Case in point – I’m having a pretty emo day, and one of my closest friends around here just met me at the grocery store for a shopping date.  Whatta gal.  And two of my dearest friends just had their first baby, so I imagine/hope I’ll be visiting them a whole lot in the near future (this happens to be the most recent picture I’ve got of myself):


I need to get back to exercising, both for my body and psyche.  There are a couple of parks near me that have walking trails, and my gym membership grants me access to a branch on this side of town, but it’s mustering up the energy to actually GO and the courage to face the crowds that will inevitably be there.  Plus it’s hot as balls outside, and once I’m in my nice air-conditioned apartment, I don’t want to leave.  Just gotta suck it up.

While I’ve been considering my blog, I’ve realized I don’t want to fall into the same patterns I did with it before.  I’ll log on to TweetDeck every now and then and be amazed at some of the banal and even disordered messages being broadcast in an attempt to get readers.  I’m not trying to fit in or be any big-name-blogger anymore, I just need an outlet.  Sometimes that might mean sharing a product or recipe, but it’ll also mean branching out of the box (I hope) and talking about some non-food and non-exercise topics.  I haven’t decided yet if I’m going to post what I eat like I did when I started (since that IS one of the things I’ve been struggling with lately), but I just need some accountability and a place to vent.  But also a place to share pretty pictures, like this gluten-free Greek pizza I made Friday night:


So…here I am.  Again. Smile