This quote from C. Northcote Parkinson pretty much sums up my life, sadly. In fact the first time I saw this quote was at the end of an episode of 'Criminal Minds' if THAT tells you anything!!
So 1 week down on my healthy woman campaign and I'm still feeling pretty positive....sure I had to be tweeked Sunday morning by a sermon, like God told this woman exactly what to say so there would be no question in my mind who He was talking to!!!! Doesn't it just crack you up when God does stuff like that!??
Saturday night I was having a totally bummed out night. I went off my diet for the weekend, still eating moderately, but I had to feel guilty. That is how I roll. So you know how a small snowball just keeps growing and growing when it starts rolling downhill in cartoons? That is exactly what happened. I started feeling bad about the going off my diet and before I knew it, I was giving up on all my dreams and aspirations, blaming my husband for holding me back (as if thats not obvious), and ready to just live my days in utter misery. Then I woke up Sunday morning, got my reprimand (sweetly with hope I might add)and all is well again.
So what do I finally do?? I begin writing my guest post for HFH that they asked for ...ohh a couple of months ago..I should have won the gold medal for procrastination!!
So 1 week down on my healthy woman campaign and I'm still feeling pretty positive....sure I had to be tweeked Sunday morning by a sermon, like God told this woman exactly what to say so there would be no question in my mind who He was talking to!!!! Doesn't it just crack you up when God does stuff like that!??
Saturday night I was having a totally bummed out night. I went off my diet for the weekend, still eating moderately, but I had to feel guilty. That is how I roll. So you know how a small snowball just keeps growing and growing when it starts rolling downhill in cartoons? That is exactly what happened. I started feeling bad about the going off my diet and before I knew it, I was giving up on all my dreams and aspirations, blaming my husband for holding me back (as if thats not obvious), and ready to just live my days in utter misery. Then I woke up Sunday morning, got my reprimand (sweetly with hope I might add)and all is well again.
So what do I finally do?? I begin writing my guest post for HFH that they asked for ...ohh a couple of months ago..I should have won the gold medal for procrastination!!
Thank you for this reminder. I'm a big crammer, and I know that I should stop cramming, maybe tomorrow ... mwahaha
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