Oh Well...

It's been one of those days. You know where nothing goes right no matter how hard you try. I'm trying to stay positive on this diet and exercise thing, but, it's been very discouraging the past two weeks. I weighed in last Monday and we charted it. Hugh and I have been working out together at night, after the children go to bed. And mid week I tried to bump it up by also doing cardio on my elliptical in the mornings, before the children get up. For two days I did and hour on the elliptical, and the following day, I only did thirty minutes. We took the seventh day off. So, I only worked out six out of seven days. Hugh wanted to see if my cardio was helping so I weighed on Saturday, but I didn't look, because I didn't want to get discouraged. I officially weighed in on Monday so excited to see what the results were going to be, and I gained a pound. WHAT! I gained a pound? I was in tears, literally. Hugh said I actually lost three pounds since he weighed me Saturday, but, that doesn't make me feel any better. So what, I gain four pounds by mid week and then lost three, which still makes me up a pound since weigh in last week. Great! (huge amount of sarcasm added here.) But, I'm still at it. I started replacing two meals with protein shakes, and I'm still working out. As of yesterday, I lost a pound, but, after working out this morning I had gained it back. Which just set the tone for the day. I took the kids to the park, and had a good visit with my neighbor, Ms. Anne, ran a few errands and came home and put my children down for nap time. Then we got up and went outside to play in the front yard, and I saw it. My flowers had been smashed in the pot on my porch. Our neighbor's boys were playing soccer in the front yard and accidentally smashed them. I know it was an accident, but, it broke my heart. I know it sounds silly, but, we are extremely frugal with our money. I didn't plant flowers in the spring, because there just wasn't any extra money in the budget for it. And I just got through planting a few flowers out front and we have a little extra money to buy mums for later this next month to put out front. My heart just sank when I came out with my watering can and saw them, broken and smashed. I sat down on the steps and cried. Silly, I know. I just really love flowers. They make me happy and they remind me of my mom. She loved flowers. She had hanging pots on the front porch and back, a rose garden and several flower beds. She always had fresh cut flowers in the house, as well. I always used to wake up to a vase of fresh flowers on my nightstand. -So, I got up and watered my flowers anyway. Here's to hoping for a better day tomorrow.