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You don’t have to live your life
the way other people expect you to.
~ Chris Guillebeau
expectation |ˌekspekˈtā sh ən|
• a strong belief that something will happen or be the case in the future : reality had not lived up to expectations | an expectation that the government will provide the resources | he drilled his men in expectation of a Prussian advance.a belief that someone will or should achieve something
I'm better off when I don't have any expectations, but that's hard to do on a day-to-day – sometimes even hour-to-hour – basis.

I expect the mail to be ready to pick up at 10:30 a.m., because that's when the sign in the post office says it will be ready.

I expect that when I follow a recipe, the resulting dish will be edible, and might even be something I'd like to make again.

I expect that if I stop eating sugar, I'll lose some weight and feel a million percent better. (I've been sugar-free before, and that was my experience.)

Have I stopped eating sugar? No, I have not. Do I want to lose some weight and feel a million percent better? Yes, I do.

I'm pretty much okay with where I am now, but I think that's mostly because my continued efforts have resulted in, um, staying the same (overweight and uncomfortable) for long enough (far too long) that I have no choice but to accept where I am now. If I didn't accept, I'd be fighting myself day in and day out (been there and done that) and I'd still be overweight and I'd be even more uncomfortable.

Emotional discomfort added to physical discomfort sucks.

I said out loud to someone last week that I probably need to stop eating sugar. That's a hard, hard thing for me to do. I'm going to give myself a couple more weeks to make the decision. August 1 falls on a Monday, and it's hard to ignore a sign from the Universe like that.

If I do (that's a big if, I've got a years' supply of homemade strawberry jam in the pantry), you'll be the first to know.

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denise said…
I'm doing the no sugar thing - and it made a tremendous difference...for about 6 weeks...and then boom...dead in the water weight loss wise.

Of course, I was just reflecting last night that I've actually started to allow some sugars to creep back in - it's hard not to, that's for sure.

Today my horoscope said I shouldn't "deny myself too many indulgences for too long" and that I should "allow myself to deviate from my rigid schedule or regimen" and that one day off "won't put me off course forever" so I should "kick back a little and forget about the rules I've created for myself" and then when I did that, I "will be able to find joy in being normal" because "there's no joy in trying to be perfect."

Well, let me tell you, talk about a sign from the universe - I was on that like white on rice! Burger for lunch with fries (albeit sweet potatoes fries, but still...) followed by a chocolate chip cookie. This afternoon there is a function at work where they're having a "make your own sundae" bar...haven't decided about that one yet.

The cookie went straight "to my head" (and probably my hips as well). The shot of so much sugar all at once literally made me a bit woozy!

I'm hoping that I can now swing back around and get back on the straight and narrow. And I'm further hoping that the Universe was not playing a big, bad joke on me!
bluehart said…
I already have a no gluten, no dairy diet and everytime I go for the kids lolly jar I berate myself for eating the sugar - but when there is no icecream and no croissants and no chocolate to be had then a few lollies here and there can not be that bad (can they).
I think you are right about the 1st being a Monday and all - it's a sign!

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