Count my Blessings

Been feeling kinda down lately.  I've got one son in Kuwait (actually he's in Egypt at this moment, but he's stationed in Kuwait), I've got another that just joined and is at Basic, I've got a step daughter that just turned 30, a daughter that is pregnant and moved out last week.  I just finished a class on business that zonked me out and put on several pounds.  We were kept in a room for 9 hours at a time with no choices on our food for two meals a day.  It was horrendous and my stress level is through the roof.  I feel old.  I feel duped.  I feel like all this weight loss stuff is pointless.  I am up 8 pounds from my lowest. My grandfathers are old and suffering tremendously.  They are at the end and I know they are just....done. But, today's mental detox says to count my blessings.  Oh, do I! 
For instance:  I am not in class now and can make my own choices.  My sons are very patriotic.  They are relatively safe.  My daughter is doing fine on her own.  My step daughters are doing fabulous including the cutest baby ever!  I have more free time than ever before.  My house is getting clean (it was disgusting).  I am healthy.  I am loved.  I am strong.  My grandfathers had long good lives.  I am blessed.

Accomplished

I accomplished several things yesterday.  For starters, I paid all of the businesses bills.  Got them done and sent out.  I also prepared the checks to be deposited.  I went the store and got groceries.  I got everything on our list, I got some things on sale as well.  I stayed within my budget, I purchased wise and healthy food.  I came home and did my workout.  I walked 1.5 miles with the dog and did 2 ten minute workouts.  I did my devotions and meditations.  I listened to a abundance mantra while paying bills, thus raising my vibrations.  Yesterday was a good and productive day.

Good about myself

Today I felt good about myself when I stepped on the scale and saw that I had lost a pound and a half.  After having gained 6 pounds over the month of March I didn't really want to weigh myself.  Especially when I had been and feeling so well.  I thought another gain would lead to a depression and disappointment.  But I am ok.  I feel good.  Onward and upward. 

Proud

Something I am proud of today.  Lately I have been bummed.  I have been up and down on the scale.  I think I am done plateauing and then I gain.  Around and round.  Finally it has warmed up here in Kansas and I have been doing some walking.  My daughter has singing lessons on Tuesday night and the teacher lives near a walking trail.  When it is walking weather I walk it.  Yesterday while walking, I was almost to the bridge (about 8 blocks) when it dawned on me that it was easy.  When I started this journey a year ago it was hard.  I was out of breath when I reached the bridge.  I had to rest.  I always wanted to turn back early.  Basically I hated it.  Yesterday I didn't realize I had gone as far as I had.  Yesterday I stopped at the bridge not to rest, but to see if I could get over the fence to the side path.  I walked back with ease and not out of breath.  It was an enjoyable way to spend the afternoon.  Whether I ever get off this old plateau or not, I am proud that I am so much healthier.  I am proud that I am in better shape.  I am grateful that I can enjoy moving again. 

Something I did well today....

Today I went shopping for groceries.  I did it very well.  I got relatively good deals.  I don't regret any purchases.  I got lots of healthy stuff.  I didn't get agitated by anyone.  No one was agitated with me.  That I know of.  I got home in plenty of time to work out and get supper.  I did well today.