Self-Control

Some times when you don't have anything nice to say, you shouldn't say anything at all.  Well, that has been my past seven days.  Give or take a few.  Hell, that has been my last eight years.

My faithful cat sits here next to the computer as I write out my thoughts.  He sits, stares, half closes his eyes, and is just silent.  I find that to be me, more often then not.  If I say what really wants to come out of my mouth, I guarantee it would cause some real issues wherever I might be or make certain people think twice about who they are.  But, who needs words, when I can glare.   Why speak, when what I have to say wouldn't be understood?  Many years ago, I used to write tons of poetry as my outlet.  In a sense, it was my therapy, but it also hindered me from moving on.  Now, my outlet is working out, but it doesn't take away my daily aggravations.

On Saturday I started taking 5 HTP Mood Enhancer.  Today is starting day 5, so I'll keep you posted on how it works.  It is supposed to help me sleep, help my mood, and curb appetite.  I'm not sure I've noticed much difference yet.

Now I'm off to start my second day of Level 2 with Jillian.  I thought, oh level 2, no sweat.  Well, I had to take yesterday morning off, because I was so sore.  Normally I'm good with the 3 minute cool down of stretching.  My 3 minutes of cool down stretching turned into me laying on the yoga mat, spread eagle for 5 minutes, trying to regroup.  But, I am starting to see some results, which is good and I'm eating in moderation, which is also good.  If I could stop reaching for the tortilla chips, it would be even better.  I LOVE TORTILLA CHIPS!  I still haven't eaten the cookies.  They are still on top of the fridge, out of sight, out of mind.