Another Saturday night...

Sorrow can be alleviated by good sleep, a bath and a glass of wine.

~St. Thomas Aquinas

"I'm going to take a bath" I announced to Mark at 9:30 tonight. He just laughed and said "You're going to shave your legs, aren't you?".

I hadn't really planned on shaving them tonight but I can take a hint. The truth is I've been depressed all day. I told you I wanted to shed a few pounds this year, and today I was forced to face the fact that I am doing nothing to accomplish that. For about the last three, or is it four? years I've gone to Weight Watchers with my good friends Shari and Cheryl. After weighing in today I had to face the reality that I now weigh more than I have at anytime in my life, including the day I delivered an 8lb. 10oz. baby boy. I could go on forever about WW, my friends and our Saturday mornings, but that is another blog of it's own.

So today I counted "points", the WW method, and tried to convince myself that I have enough discipline to lose 15 or 20 pounds. I napped, I watched the Bengals lose a miserable game and I started reading the book "eat, pray, love". Boy, can I relate to her. I did not exercise, which I know in my heart of hearts is the key to me being successful. Tomorrow I promise to do some form of exercise, I will let you know how that goes.

But tonight I took a bath. And, yes, I shaved my legs. I also made a mental note to myself to make an appointment for a pedicure, to clean out my closet, and to take Kyle's advice that New Year's resolutions shouldn't really start until January 11th...that means I am two days ahead.

Tomorrow I will sit down, plan out some meals and go to the grocery. After all, I have to pick up some Liquid Plumber somewhere!