Because I kinda just want to talk about it but not do anything about it but talking about it make me feel like I am doing something about it but we all know that’s a load of horse sugar honey iced tea. Whatevs. It’s happened. It’s dawned on me that no, I’m fat. Not fluffy. Not voluptuous, Rubenesque or the like. Nope, I'[m fat and nope, I’ve not done a thing about it.
Before I would excuse it as oh it the lay of my clothes! It’s that time of the month. The camera (and mirror) lies. But nopers. I haven’t just crossed, I have leaped into the plus size territory, the shortness of breath that comes from sitting and the unpleasant look that my legs are dimpled and puckered.
I feel like I should be making some bold plan (I am eating nothing but veggies until this weight is gone!) but who am I kidding? The holidays are here and even I plan to make at least three things that are filled with chocolate, sugar, and butter.
Sigh!
It’s another bitchfest about weight, another self deprecating post and another foray into the whiny, whiny boos but this was on my mind and now my time is up.
This was my 5 minute puffy Stream of Consciousness Sunday post. It’s five minutes of your time and a brain dump. Want to try it? Here are the rules…
- Set a timer and write for 5 minutes only.
- Write an intro to the post if you want but don’t edit the post. No proofreading or spellchecking. This is writing in the raw.
- Publish it somewhere. Anywhere. The back door to your blog if you want. But make it accessible.
- Add the Stream of Consciousness Sunday badge to your post.
- Link up your post below.
- Visit your fellow bloggers and show some love.
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