Late night honesty

Yogi brand skin detox tea.

Last night I stood in front of my mirror and cried, I guess I just needed to get it out. In my defense it was a long day. I spent from 9 AM to 4 PM trying to finish up the process to begin volunteering at the VA (mostly lost wandering through the hospital). It was all on an empty stomach except for coffee and some jalapeño cheetos, and you don't want to meet me hungry let alone when I've had to smile at everyone for hours. Add to that I had a cystic acne breakout right beside my nose, making me feel hideous, and when I stepped on the scale after starving all day, I was the same weight as days before.

Having PCOS is hard sometimes. Gracious, being a female is hard, but let's stay on topic. After a very symptomatic few months (weight gain was one of those symptoms), I decided to buckle down once the holidays were over. I visited the farmers market and Aldi and stocked up on good food to start, but now I'm left with choosing how I want to get active. Yoga is supposed to be really good for PCOS because of the stress link it has, but I loved when I used to work out and the trainer included kickboxing. I'm struggling so hard with the business(es) and all this health stuff, and even though I decided I would be brave this year, I am wondering about my ability to. 

I recently heard someone say that when you're trying to accomplish something by looking at the negatives you want to change, instead find the positive reasons. The idea is that if you end up reaching a goal that you were only doing because of all the bad feelings, you'll find that there were no positive ones and you won't be satisfied even when you reach it! I'll admit I'm not always a glass half full kinda gal, but I'm gonna try. I want to be healthy because of how much more active I can be with my nieces and nephew, because I want to be able to focus for my business, and because I want to show my little sisters that being healthy is worth working towards. 

So, yes, I cried in front of the mirror last night. But I'm gonna be just fine; it was just a speed bump. I hope you will join me in making positive changes this year! Oh, and happy new year a few days late!

Dear Achoo...

New year new you, right?

Well, I wish my cat had that mentality. She is precious, and I love her to death, but she could use some improvement. Her name is Achoo (real imaginative huh?) because I am allergic to cats. My allergy doctor told me it's fine that I get a cat as long as it is outdoors and I wash my hands after loving on her. So, I've written an open letter to this darling cat with some words of advice. 

Dear Achoo, 

You know I love you, but sometime I get really irritated when you run out to meet the car like a dog. I used to think it was cute, but when you roll over onto your back directly in front of the car I just want to scream. I'm glad you found a new friend next door, but money doesn't grow on trees so you should stop letting her eat your food. While we're on the subject of food, dad says you shouldn't have six meals a day no matter how much you beg. He thinks you're getting plump. Don't be hurt, but I did notice you've rounded out some too, it looks good on you though! Um, on the subject of begging, why is it you hear me in the mud room and start meowing? It's so hard to resist feeding you for the seventh time. 

I also think that you should reconsider how you go in and out of the garage. There is no need to meow at the door, and then when you're let in you run through the house and meow at another door to be let out. You could just walk around to the backyard the normal outdoor animal way. I feel like it's a new year, and you should consider changing these few little things. Either way I will always love you.

Lizzi