Yesterday. Sobbing on the bed was how I spent about 15 minutes.
I have been working my tail off since I got here.
I’m not sitting around on my ass or anything.
I’m eating fairly healthy, and I have gained 3lbs. My pants are still fitting, but some of my shirts aren’t fitting through the ribs.
I am having major hair issues, and I hate it so much, I’m contemplating actually cutting it myself- as it can’t get any worse than it is, so I figure, what they hey? I’ve seen enough haircuts to do it (maybe), and I’d rather do that than pay someone to screw it up, like they did my brows. I really miss Stephanie. Before, she was 280 miles away. Now she’s like 1300. No more running down to Austin to make myself look beautiful and be sure I can trust it’s going to look good. I’m not in a fashion capital of the world up here, or anything. Maybe, if I screw it up, I can get Jill to fix it for me when she gets here in September. Hmmmm….I’ll have to ask.
Anyway, I hate my hair, I can’t lose this weight, and I just generally feel blah, blah, blah. This too, I’m sure, will pass, as I have nothing to complain about on the work front. Good horses, beautiful country, nice colts, friends and family that love me, an icebox full of food. I am blessed, yes. Do I feel pretty, eh, not so much.
Muscle weighs more than fat ma’am and you are riding an awful lot and working new muscles with all your new jobs!
And the whole rib spreading . . . your lungs have grown exponentially to take in more of that good ole SD air.
or her lungs have expanded to make some extra room 😉