Milestone #2 - and reality setting in

I lost 5 lbs. this week for a total of 50. *whew* I was starting to freakin' sweat there for a while! The last month has been rough. I was staying the same, up a pound, lost a pound, etc. When you're used to seeing an average 4-lb. loss a week, that can be frustrating. I know I can't keep that pace forever but it still sucked while it lasted. Maybe the "plateau" is cleared, at least for now.

So now I gotta get my pedicure. I had lunch with my friend Marianne yesterday who suggested taking me to her niece's, an esthetician, the next time she comes to the area. I will definitely do that, but I want to get the pedicure sooner. My stepdaughter is a hairdresser so maybe I'll go into her salon (and use her employee discount..heh). We'll see.

Marianne is going to the CMA Music Fest in Nashville this week. Ah yes, a lot of my friends will be there. Bo will be all over the place including hosting the first-ever fan club party. The fact that I cannot possibly go has me close to slashing my wrists, I'll admit (kidding). But Marianne and I were talking. She's "family" as us plus-size girls like to say, although not near my size. She's a little concerned about all the walking around that comes with going to a huge festival like that. I would be, too. It's something that most people take for granted, this thing of being able to move around without thinking about it much. Oh sure, if even an average-sized person walked around for 5 days they'd feel it. But they would be ABLE to walk around a festival for 5 days. I don't think there's any way I could do that at all, so maybe it's ok that I can't go to Nashville next week.

Next year. And the little hippie boy BETTER have another party next year. If he doesn't, maybe I'll have my own. Heh.

It's June 7 and one month from today I'll be on the operating table. Wow. I'm really doing this, huh? Geez...*deep breath* The reality of the situation is setting in. I'm a worrier by nature so I'm starting to stress out a little. I haven't been sleeping very well since I got back from my grandmother's funeral. I keep waking up during the night. I have a lot going through my head, I guess - work stress (mine & Erich's) to paperwork to nth degree plus a death in the family and more.

Ruby returns for a 2nd season on July 5, the day before I leave for Detroit. I'm soooo gonna watch that and try to draw some strength from her. I'll probably be bawling like a baby!

In any event, life is good and if there's any kind of stress that's productive, I guess it would be the kind that involves thinking about and planning a whole new life. I'm about to change in ways that I can't even understand yet, but it's a good thing. It's all good.