"If You Fail To Plan, Then You Plan To Fail"

That is a quote that my sorority sister lives by and it was not until I really started hitting my weight loss journey hard that I truly understood the meaning of that quote. Two nights ago I was being so lazy in making sure I made my lunch and had my breakfast ready to take with me to work. Hell I even forgot my water bottle. I spent the next morning in the kitchen rushing to get everything together and of course for rushing I forgot something. My forgetting forced me to go down stairs and buy what I needed which in turn resulted in my spending unnecessary money, which is yet another thing I am working hard not to do; in the end I have got to be more mindful and do better until all of this becomes a habit.

The beginning of last month I had the flu and did not eat for approximately 5 days. After I got over the flu I went straight into The Master Cleanse aka The Lemonade Diet and I was on it for 10 whole days. After that experience not only did I want to eat food but I knew I could make it through anything, thus I am really going to be more on my planning so I can loose this 50 plus pounds I need to loose ( I lost 13 being sick and doing the cleanse).


Anyway...


I have met some body...well we actually met last summer at my line sister's house and he had been asking her about me since we met (persistent man). Now you may ask why didn't I speak to him last year? Because I automatically put a wall up when I found out how old he was. I was like hmmm nope, not, never going to happen. Even though my line sister urged me to talk to him with claims that he was extremely mature for his age and that if I gave him a chance and at least spoke to him I would think that he was much older than he is. At that time I said "negative" and threw up the deuces.

So we fast forward to last month, my line sister is moving and she is making her calls asking people to help her with some things. She called ole boy and ask him to help and he inquires about whether I am going to be there or not. The night I went over there to help her with her move she calls him to let him know that she really did not need him that day and that I was there; he came over, we sat down and had a nice conversation. He asked for my number, I gave it to him and gave me a huge hug before he left.

Ok, there is no real dilemma in this at all. We have talked everyday for the last month and I like him, his conversation, hit wit and he is extremely mature seemingly responsible and more established than most men I have met (own house, car been at the job 3 plus years, going to school etc;) BUT I am trying to not let his age bother me. I am getting there as the more we talk the more I forget how old he is because his conversation is just like whoa to me.

Ok, anyway I am intrigued by him and I am taking my time to get to know him because I actually really want to get to know him. I also decided that I am going to rush things, enjoy the moment and see what happens if anything. :)


I must go and get back to work. Peace out Folks!