I hate Wednesdays

I really do. I especially hate this Wednesday!

Today I go see my doctor, so she can take my blood pressure and pronounce that I am so overweight that she needs to up my dosage. *sigh* I knew it was going to happen. (Now mind you, I'm letting my imagination get the better of me) Let's hope the verdict isn't too bad.

Then I have my meeting. I don't feel confident. We've had money issues, and ate a lot of what we had, or ate cheaply. Which doesn't always mean we ate well. I did step up the exercise. I hope it helps.

The fundamental part of the Weight Watchers program is that it isn't a diet, it's a shift in your lifestyle. I get that. But I got every week and hear these women talk about loving a salad. I don't love salad! I know that I'm over weight, and need to lose weight, but the minute the diet starts feeling too "diet-y" I'm off looking for cheesecake. I know what I need to be eating, and what I should be eating. I lack the funds to stock up on it.

The rest of this week will be occupied with cleaning. Friday is the day my mother visits and I need to be ready!