Squinting eyes ... seeking motivation!

It is overcast and dull here today. Kind of how I feel. Ever have one of those mornings where you just can't seem to get going? Of course you have. We all have. Hubby kind of nudged me this morning and said "it's five to seven". I'm usually up at least an hour earlier, and at the gym by seven.

Not today.

I drove to work doing the one eyed squint, and feeling cranky with the world. My clothes don't fit. One of the dawgs had been sick in the living room sometime during the night. I slipped on the step going into the neighbour's house while in my housecoat and with my hair in a towel from the shower, when I went to let their dawgs out. And of course the dobie growled at me....immediately felt remorseful when she realized it was me...and then wanted to play fetch. Her first attempt saw her muddy paws come up, smack on my chest area and the drooly fetch toy met my nostrils full force.

Good morning.

But I'm at work, determined to make the day turn around. I will get to the gym after work. I will accomplish something productive today at work. I will eat a healthy lunch. I will move my car at 10:30 a.m. promptly and not get yet another parking ticket. I will smile at someone just for no reason at all. And I will not make further plans to murder the doberman.

Taking care of dawgs...

So our neighbours, who have two dawgs, have left for two weeks of vacation. And they ask hubby if we would mind taking care of their dawgs while they're gone. And hubby, being the accommodating kinda guy that he is says of course! Little did we know that the newest dawg (who by the way HATES hubby and just happens to be a doberman!) would immediately break down the barriers in the house...bolt into the front entrance way and barricade herself there immediately upon their departure. Three hours later, I'm still standing in the doorway, treat in hand, saying "nice dawgy...nice dawgy" while the 'nice dawgy' snarls, growls and bares her teeth at me. It's going to be a long two weeks...........

Enter the world of Blog

If someone had told me ten years ago that I would be "blogging", I would have thought them out of their minds. But here I am.

Why a blog? I have learned so much about others, and about myself, by surfing blogs in the last year or so. And I've made some very interesting contacts. So perhaps I can expand both knowledge and contacts by having my own blog. And who knows? I might save some future therapy costs! Journalling has always been very therapeutic for me in the past, and doing it on line is just so much more efficient.

So here goes...
The title of my blog "Weight 'n Cee" pretty much wraps up my two major points of focus right now. Trying to get my weight back under control, and trying to conceive ... or as many message boards call it... ttc ... thus the title.

My husband and I have been trying to conceive for several years now. We were successful in the summer of 2002, but lost our baby just as we entered the sixth month of the pregnancy. Besides all the emotional baggage that is left in your lives after a loss such as this, I also managed to put on almost 60 lbs which I'm now working to lose. I'm convinced that my continued inability to conceive is directly linked to my weight.

Of course I like to think that I have many other interests outside of weight loss and attempting to conceive! Hopefully I will explore those in this blog at times too.

So here we go....enter the world of blog. Who knows? It could be fun!