Caterwauling

I am sittin’ here, jonesing for a Ho-Ho or some other chocolate-themed goodness to get me through the rest of this day (believe me, it’d burn off by the time I go home). And the thought of eating something and my skirt thus feeling any more snug is enough to go make me throw up my coffee and Black Cherry Vanilla Diet Coke.

See, there’s the easiest weight-loss idea ever — wear your favorite clothes, even if they no longer fit. Makes you want to sooner stab a fork in your EYE than let it spear some scrumptious goodness that’s going to ensure the zipper that’s holding on for dear life doesn’t commit suicide till you can put on something a little more forgiving.

Well, it works for now, but alas, don’t think I ain’t going home and snarfing down some Black & Tan to make myself feel better. … 😉

I just remembered today that, years ago, I used to get newsletters from Contented Cows. I haven’t thought much about them because I haven’t been in leadership/management for awhile. Then again, I’ve never lost that ambition, to get back. Even though it’s the getting through to that point that’s the challenge.

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