1) We thought we had bought a new building for our practice. And we planned things for it, and we met with contractors (Eric) and interior designers (Amy), and then we lost the building. Eh. What are you gonna do? Aspen Family Medicine & Aesthetics is not homeless, right? I keep telling Dr. Hempel we need to get one of those portable coffee buildings & create the first "Doc in a Box" clinic but he just doesn't have my vision.
2) We're installing a new electronic medical records system into our practice. This means there's a lot of technical decisions being made & expensive electronic things being bought. While I know little to nothing about things such as "client-servers," or "sonicwall routers" or what the heck a "VPN tunnel" is, I do know how stressed my husband looks and that this is going to be a nightmare-ish, complicated project.
3) THE PARTY. We are having an aesthetics party at our practice in March. (if you're a local & would like to come, call the practice to get the details!) Because I am who I am, I am unable to find the "easy" way to do things. I had to hand make the 600 invitations. And each invitation was three layers. And they had a ribbon wrapped around the three layers. And a little Swarovski crystal adhered to the logo. And 400 of the envelopes were lined. By me. (I didn't order enough paper to line all of them.) When I took the invites to the post office, I felt like I was setting a crate of doves free - - - FLY little invites, FLY!
...'till they started coming back from the post office, due to insufficient postage. The ribbon had a knot. The postal sorter did not care for the knot. So far only about 30ish have come back. And one person did call the practice to tell us the "invite was beautiful but I thought you should know I had to pay $.20 to receive it." *sigh*
Which brings me to issue #4) Sissy. The dog had to have an emergency surgery. On her butt. I'll spare you the details. I will tell you that I could have bought a BRAND NEW Boston Terrier with the money I paid to fix her "Nether-region" but since I love her I repaired her & she's doing much better.
Still wondering about the title - - "Fred gained it all back"? There was a person I knew well and who, like me, had worked really hard to lose a lot of weight and had initially been an inspiration to me. I have not seen this person (let's call this person Fred) in a while and I recently spoke to someone who knows Fred. I asked how he was doing & was told "Fred gained it all back." These words really hit me. FRED? Really?? I've carried these words with me ever since I heard them. And I realized at that moment that I don't want anyone... ANYONE... to ever be able to say that about me. I am finding the hardest thing about losing weight is keeping my head around it. The exercise I can do- I just struggle with the things that I am putting in my mouth. I have become very skilled at being able to JUSTIFY having "treats" every day. (there. I said it.) I think to myself "I worked my a$$ off at the gym this morning so big deal if I want to have a handful of Hershey's Kisses. Well, it is a big deal. I gained a pound last week & am sure I gained another weight gain this week, too. So here's to getting my head back around my goals.
I don't have a tattoo on my body- have never wanted to have one. However, today, if I had to get a tattoo, it would be somewhere on my hand where I would see it whenever I was having something to eat. And it would say "Fred gained it all back" as a constant reminder that even the mightiest can fall. Fred did and I don't want to join that club. Now, please keep Sissy's butt in your thoughts. XO~