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Planning for action, not the Plan of Action
May 29, 2013
Life has been so busy lately, there hasn’t been time to sit down and internally process.
The new job. The big move. Trying to set up new programs at work. Setting up the new home. And then my boyfriend proposed in the end of February, and since then all the wedding planning and preparing the home for him to move in. Looking at the Plan of Action for 2013 that I wrote about in the last entry, I certainly not had time or energy to deal with a lot of it!
The weight thing is a frustration. I tried for a month to focus on balancing calories and regular exercise, aiming to eat healthy, balanced meals, and gain cardiovascular and strength fitness. It resulted in a 5 lbs weight loss, and a step back with iron-deficiency, and all the symptoms of headache and fatigue that come with that. Then I pretty much regained all that I had lost, with very little effort. The target really was set before I even got engaged, so certainly it was never meant to be a fit-in-the-dress kind of issue. In fact, I bought my dress this past week, which means that I shouldn’t be losing too much weight, lest the dress no longer fit! But it’s still something I need to do for my health, and my body definitely puts up a good fight against these efforts.
The wedding venues are set, dress is bought, invites sent, cake/flowers/photographers picked. Home is nearly ready for him to move in. No doubt I’ve been blessed with things coming together with relative ease. And of course I find myself with a bit of jitters. I love my fiancé and can’t wait to spend the rest of our lives together. But of course it’s a big leap, and although I have absolutely no doubt in my mind that this is the right thing to do, change is still scary.
I think back to the days before the move, when I had so much time to explore and relax, while impatiently waiting for my life to progress and for things to happen. Now that things are happening, it’s fun and exciting. But at the same time, I look forward again to days when I’ll have more time again. When life settles down somewhat.
If that will ever happen…
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