I had a sobering realization today. I am fat.
Not just fat. Truly fat. In the scary oh my god, am I ever going to lose this weight fat.
As I type, I am researching on how to lose weight the healthy way.
I need the willpower to get me back to my body from five years ago. Because five years ago, I was fit. Healthy. Could even carry off a bikini.
Now? Pfft. I’ve been carrying around a rather unsightly pouch – heck, to be perfectly honest, it’s more like a full blown piece of luggage attached to my midsection. And I’ve been fooling myself, because my husband still finds me hot (thank goodness for that, at least).
But it’s time to take action.
So, here I go universe. No more sugary drinks – back to plain water for me. Must take time to exercise. More veggies and fruits.
As I celebrate my birthday tomorrow, let it be the start of a new me.
Last July, hubby went for a job interview/test as a copywriter for an ad agency. While he did pass the exam and the boss wanted to get him, in the end, he didn’t get the job because we went to Manila for three weeks and the boss was looking to fill the position quite urgently.
I knew that he was at least a little disappointed, because I know he wants to contribute more financially, but I reassured him that it was ok and he could just keep doing his freelance gig, which is a job that he loves.
And now, I’m so happy that he’s getting a contract full time job in the exact line of work he’s freelancing in. It’s the perfect job for him, it’s in a good location, and the money is so much better.
I really do believe that things happen for a reason. Like I told hubby, God will answer our prayers and do the right thing – at the right time.
This really isn’t what I wanted to know a couple of weeks after submitting our PR application.
I can just cross my fingers that our application is good enough.
I just spent the last hour listening to a co-worker talking very loudly on the phone about the most bimbotic topics ever. She was so loud – she obviously doesn’t care that everyone in the vicinity can hear what she’s talking about. Nor does she seem to care that she was not working.
I guess maybe because at this point, no one likes her at all anyway.
Is it really Sunday night already?
It feels like the weekend literally just flew by. Hours plonked down on the couch watching tv, finishing Season Four of Grey’s Anatomy (yes, I’m awfully late), surfing the Net – and getting annoyed yet again at my webhost (for my mom’s company, that is) – hmm.. making lumpiang shanghai, polishing off a couple of slices of pizza.
Yeah, that was pretty much my weekend. And with a little bit of work on the side thrown in of course, because that’s just how my work is. It invades personal time unabashedly, unashamedly.
I seriously want to take a holiday. The question is, how can I fit in everything I need and want to do with the amount of leave days that I have?
I’m sooo craving for the New York New York sandwich from Almon Marina! I used to have it all the time, especially when I used to go to Fitness First in WestGate. And I can’t have it now because Manila is thousands of miles away.
*sigh* That’s the downside of being away from home. No matter how good you have it here, home will always offer more. Not just food, mind you, but the comfort that being in your home turf can bring. The familiarity of everything you know just gives you confidence. And I think you’ll only fully realize it once you’re away.
I think it’s part of human nature to want to go away, start anew, try a new life. But being home – nothing can beat that.
How sad is it that the only events on my Gmail Calendar are the days marked for my news duty?😛 This February, so far, the only thing I have to look forward to are two alternating weeks of duty, three days of which I’ll be waking up at four AM so I can be picked up by our company van at 5 in the morning.
On the upside, I like doing morning news because 1) duty finishes at 10 am (whoopee!) and 2) it pays an extra $14.50 a day. And when money’s tight, any extra income is good.
Speaking of money, I’ve been tasked to collect money so we can buy toto tickets for the hongbao draw. Hongbao draw = $10 million pot. Hope we get lucky! And this *lucky* assignment was given to me because during a mahjong game with my friends/colleagues, I had beginner’s luck. Heh. Hope that holds for toto as well!
Meanwhile, I’m so glad for this weekend. It’s time to veg out and pop in the season finale DVD of Grey’s Anatomy (sad, I’m only on season four).
I need a break.