So I have not been too happy with this Operation Jiggle Less thing I have going as I haven’t lost enough weight near fast enough. I lost something like a quarter of a pound. I was getting thoroughly discouraged. I have been keeping within my calorie count and diligently doing exercise everyday even though I could definitely find something else to do with my time and my body was just not cooperating. A quarter of a pound. Hell, a quarter of anything gets you very little if nothing. Then – I lost a whole pound all of a sudden. And yes, I weigh myself at the same time every day. Only this time I stared at the scale. Actually I got off the scale and tried it again. Just in case, you know, it was kidding around. Making a joke at my expense. Took me a few seconds more to come to the conclusion that my menstrual cycle was to blame – well, I had to blame something, right? Right?
That might have been a little TMI.
Operation Jiggle Less is coming along as it were and I am waiting impatiently for my new job to start. I went to a luncheon yesterday with my fellow new registered nurse graduates. It was an awkward, embarrassing, anxiety-producing two hours. Out of that I managed to give my phone number to three complete strangers and agreed to do a social get-together in early March. I think I was temporarily possessed.
Next week starts the official orientation period to becoming a real-working-with-people-as-in-their-lives-depend-upon-me nurse.
I think I need to go lie down.