What am I Up To?

It’s an unfortunate play on words: I’m up two, as in two pounds. I’m not surprised. So at this point I’ve officially gained 20 pounds since December.

Like I said, I knew it was coming.

I’ve been thinking. I do well Sunday and Monday (usually). And I do well during work. Maybe I’m blaming the Depo a little too conveniently. Maybe I have more control than I’m giving myself credit for.

Also, a woman at the workshop made a very good point. She advised not to be afraid of those negative weeklies. They don’t make or break you. You can even still lose weight with a negative balance, and I know that, because I have. She was a life timer.

I took some Tylenol for my headache. I feel a little better. It’s a beautiful day. We’re out front, trying to sell Desmond’s cat food.

Of course I’m aware of the likelihood that he won’t sell anything. Derek brought that up, and the inevitable disappointment. I know there will be disappointment, but there would be if we discouraged him from doing this altogether, too. He has to learn for himself.

I used to try to sell stuff outside my house all the time at his age. I never sold a thing, and I survived. It’s just play, really. More sophisticated, 9-year-old play. Exploratory. I think the best thing to do is be encouraging and supportive.

I told him even if he had no customers at all, I’d help him buy Aislyn’s supplies. He could pick them out. I told him I never sold anything, either. But the thing that made him feel better was when Derek came out and bought two waters. Well, duuuuh! That would be the way to do it.

I guess it just goes to show I’m no expert when it comes to 9-year-olds. I still have plenty to learn, just like any parent.

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