Switching Gears

So these past few days have been pretty chaotic for me. Jorge has been out of town, leaving me to take care of the dogs... I've been trying to make a dent in the 25-page paper I have due in 2 weeks.... and work is, well, work: insane as usual. But something that has really gotten me this week is that Jenny changed my consultant on me, the person who calls me every Tuesday night to help track my progress and encourage me not to give up. Donna was nothing short of amazing. She was so encouraging and genuinely happy for me when things went well. And when they were not so good, she still kept my spirits up. Donna was on the program, too, so she understood the trials & tribulations of sticking with it. I felt like she really got me and helped me figure out what my problems were and what I could do to resolve them. Well, they closed down Donna's call center somewhere in Texas, and now I have a girl who just graduated college and probably weighs about 120 pounds. Don't get me wrong -I'm not the judgmental type. However, I could tell from that first phone call that Melissa (I think that's her name) is just trying to bring home a paycheck every couple of weeks. She was totally clueless on my background, the progress I'd made so far, my weaknesses, my goals, etc. I had to fill her in on everything, and I felt like I was the one running the conversation, when it should be the other way around. I'm debating calling Jenny and asking for someone with a little more experience, but I'm going to give it a couple of weeks before I decide for sure. Maybe this girl just needs time to build her personality before she can really help me.

I'm also feeling pretty depressed over my best QC friend leaving me. I work in news, which is a fluid business. People move in and out all the time as they climb the career ladder. But I've never made a friend here like Alva, my partner in crime. We are so much alike and so comfortable around each other that it's like we've been friends all our lives. She's moving on to another career in another town, and I'm really sad about that, even though I am ecstatic about her new opportunity. As you can imagine, there have been a lot of goodbye treats for her these last couple of days, so I really have to control myself and not eat all the cake I see around me. I did have a sliver yesterday, so today, I will abstain.

One last thing I want to touch on in this blog is the scale (dun dun duuunn!!!). I've had pretty good luck on this program, and as of today, I've lost 27 pounds since starting on March 29th. The past couple of weeks, however, I've only been dropping one pound instead of the usual two or three. So I really have to step it up and be more strict with myself. I've had a couple slips here and there, nothing major that I regret. But I can see how the calories are adding up, and I need to take more control over that. I'm more than halfway to my goal, and I can't wait until I get there!