The scale dropped back down again, no worries.  I'm under one milestone now - but still many more pounds to go.  Slow and steady.

No other disasters, thank goodness, since my last report.  Travel for work went well enough and both Avery and I survived our three days of separation.

Today is a big one!  After 2 1/2 years in this house, the minor upgrade to the 1/2 bath is being completed today!  The ugly pedestal sink is gone, the plain stock mirror is gone.  My new floating vanity (yay for a little storage) with a granite top is going in.  Glass tiles will go up the wall behind that vanity/mirror.  A new mirror, light, and fixtures fill finish it off.  It's a small job, but an expensive one.  Bathrooms always are, right?  I am a bit nervous to see all of my components/selections come together.

I need a bubble this weekend.  Everything seems to be near disaster, including that whole thing with the wallet, which we picked up Saturday morning and I'm happy to report was 100% intact.

Tonight while we were out back and Avery was playing in her pool, she tried to grab my phone from the chair.   Ended up then knocking it into the pool when I tried to stop her.  Thank the Lord for the S7 water resistance.  The sound is a bit wonky right now, but I'm hoping and praying that will dry and be back to normal.

I also want an explanation of how I can be sticking to my calories as per my lost it app and working out to be doubly-ensure my calories are under the intake -- but yet this morning I popped back up by a pound and a half from yesterday.  What.  the. hell.  I worked out for an hour earlier today - but I had some ice cream at the pastor's welcome this afternoon, so I need to get back on for another half an hour tonight.  I admit, the ice cream was a bit of wallowing in seeing that weight increase this morning.  It's too easy to feel so defeated.

All I wanted was some fresh veggies.  I went to the cecil farmers market for the first time.  I dunno why I didn't get there before this, it just kept slipping my mind.  Well, I went tonight.  I came home with beets, corn, cabbage, honey, and green beans... But not my wallet.

I can't believe this.  It is so unlike me. I know where and how it happened.  I froze my one credit card, and killed the other along with my debit card.  I had just put my new drivers license in it so I wouldn't forget it for a car rental next week.

It also took until hours later for me to realize.  Fortunately, by then Avery was in bed so I had the ability to fully panic.  I tried hard in prayer to put it down, asking to trust in Him, that He would put it in the hands of one of His people or turn the heart of someone if they picked it up with malice.  I know that I can trust Him, but it is hard to not freak for me.  I need to get better at letting go of control of the uncontrollable - without these types of lessons.

Long story short, if you don't have an emergency contact card in your wallet you should for many reasons.  In this case, so the people who find your wallet have someone to call to reach you.  My wallet is safe, literally - in a safe - at one of the farms.  Road trip tomorrow!

God you are good.  I am truly not worthy of the mercy you show me every day.  Forgive me for my worry, allow my trust in you to be dominant of any anxiety.

Progress.  I've been sticking to my goals.  Yeah, it's only been a week, but it's the getting started that is the hardest.

I ended up getting a detox shake thing from my chiropractor.  I've learned one thing:  I do NOT like the taste of chai latte.  Bleh.  10 days.  I can get through it, right?  At least that's my attitude today (day 3) which is two shakes.  Ask me again after a couple three shake days.  It isn't a meal replacement, but it does pack a punch.  They also advocate avoiding dairy and limiting fruit to 2 servings a day.  There is also an expectation to get your protein intake up.  As with anything, it wants you to drink a lot of water - which is always a big challenge for me.

I've also been tracking calories in general and working out.  The scale is showing 5 pounds down already.  I suspect some of that is eliminating bloating and other things.  That is a crazy pace for the first week and couple of days. Considering my pipe dream weight loss is 33lbs by Christmas, that seems like an excellent start.

It is however disheartening to watch the daily calorie intake limit shrink as your weight shrinks.  It'll get hard.  I know this from experience.

I finally started to work out and track my food intake with some diligence.  It's time.  The weight needs to come off.  I need to not have the possibilities of health problems on my mind.  I'm doing it for me - because I want to feel better (perhaps it will help my back and knee pain and I think I will sleep better too).    But I'm also doing it for Avery.  She deserves a Mummy that can truly keep up with her as she gets bigger and faster.  She deserves to have me around as long as possible, even though the years when I'm driving her crazy.  Back to me - I deserve to get to see her grow up.  Being overweight doesn't align with that last goal.