Yesterday – that’s when I want things done, fixed, purchased and changed.
It doesn’t matter if it’s my weight, my hair, a check, a page on the Internet or the bus—waiting for what I want to show up is just plain irritating. And for one reason:
I’m not where I want to be.
At any given moment I’m five miles down the road in my mind and the freaking light in front of me just won’t turn green. I find the perfect blouse but it only comes in sizes under 10 and I’m two months away from my goal weight. After much $$ spent on clothes that will fit “soon” I’ve learned over the years not to bite at tempting but too tight morsels of cloth. But I still look in the mirror and sigh because …
I’m not where I want to be. Read more…


