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Sunday. 11.29.15 3:47 pm
There was so much food consumed over the last three days. I'm not sure I'll be able to eat more than snacks or very small meals for the next week.

Thursday, I met up with my best friend at her in-laws. They had 14 people over this year, hence why there was so much food. It was really nice being able to spend time with people I knew, and get to meet new people. My best friend's husband's cousin has a clothing company that I plan on buying a shirt from. The material is super soft. You guys should check them out: Tragic Hope Apparel

There wasn't much alcohol at this get together. My best friend is preggo so she wasn't able to drink. I had a couple beers, but I mostly drank water and the blood orange ginger beer I bought from Rachel's Ginger Beer. It's a little pricey, but it's all natural and pretty much homemade. I think they ship anywhere in the US, but I'm not certain.

We parted ways around 8? that night... it was around then because I was home and changed before 9. I had to work on Friday; it was my last day in the call center before I start my new position tomorrow. It was kind of bittersweet, but the change is something that needs to happen. The pros outweigh the cons and I've had several people tell me that I'll like the new position. I'll give it a few weeks to get settled before I let them know whether they were right.

Yesterday, I went to another friend's place for second Thanksgiving. They usually do their get together on the weekends so that more people can go. This time, however, people had other obligations, so it was just a smaller group. I think there were only about 10 people. We had movies and football playing in the background; we all seemed to have pictures from recent trips that we'd all taken so we were sharing them with anyone who wanted to see.

My friend's husband takes amazing pictures every time they go to Hawaii and he actually gave me a copy of one of the shots I liked the most. He even gave me some advice on how to find the best frame for it. I'm looking really forward to getting it in a frame and putting it up on the wall. I'm not one to normally do that, but it's just so pretty! I'll have to do that eventually with some of my own favorite pictures. I kinda wanna get a new place before I start poking holes in the walls.

There was far less food at this gathering, but still enough that we all took some left overs home. There was also significantly more alcohol consumed this time around. I didn't have too much that I'd have to crash for the night, but I had enough to be comfortable. I'm not sure when I'll hang out with her again ... It'll probably be next year before we get the time. I'm pretty busy for the rest of this month.

So yeah, the weekend was good. Tomorrow will be an interesting day ... I'll give it til the end of the week before I write anything about it. I don't want to be too critical on just the first day.

Until then. . .

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Part two: week two
Wednesday. 11.25.15 8:50 pm
After my quick entry yesterday, and fun tunes in my ear holes, I'm in a much better place to write part two.

The second Sunday that I was there, I woke up feeling like shit. The cold had pretty much hit me fully, but I'd already made plans with my sister to go wandering the Vegas strip. We wandered just part of it, making our way through Caesar's, Bellagio, Venetian and ... actually, I think that's it. We ended up going to a mall to go on a mini shopping spree at VS. I maxed out my card, but it was worth it. I was finally able to get my sister some bras that fit her. Which, if you don't have boobs, it seriously makes all the difference.

Monday, I woke up and couldn't talk. I had no voice. I was supposed to go hiking with Jacob, but I canceled because it was not a smart idea for me to go out feeling the way I was. I wanted to get better before I went back to work because after taking two weeks of unpaid time off, there was no fucking way I'd be able to afford even taking another half day off. I hung out around my sister's house, just watching Netflix. When he boyfriend got home, I was questioned as to why I didn't take my nephew so that they could save money on daycare. Now, I get that I agreed to take him at least once while I was there, but I was sick. I felt like shit and all of a sudden, the only thing that matters is why I'm not there to save them money.

So right then, I made plans for the rest of the week and proceeded to text my sister to tell her that if she wanted me to take my nephew, it would have to be have to be Tuesday because I was busy the rest of the time I was there.

Tuesday, my nephew and I hung out around the house in the morning. After fixing him breakfast, we went out to Hoover Dam. Apparently he'd been only recently so he was telling me all about his trip. I hadn't been since 2009. The water levels are pathetic, but it was still really pretty. My cover photo on Facebook is actually one of the pictures I took while there. After the Dam, we headed back to a park. I didn't realize that the one I'd chosen cost to park and since we were only going to be there for 30 minutes, it wasn't worth the $7 so we drove to another side of town to go to a different park. He played around on the slides and dug in the sand before it got dark and we headed back.

Wednesday, I hung out with my mom again. This time we went to Ethel M's Chocolate Factory. It was really disappointing; so much so that we weren't even interested in the offering of free chocolate. I'm sure the chocolate is delicious, but like Godiva or Ghirardelli, it's priced quite high and I'd honestly rather go to one of those places, or even See's.

After that, we got in to an argument about something; I don't even remember what at that point. So I drove over to the airport so that we could watch the planes land. I needed some time to cool off and she needed an excuse to get out of my car and smoke so that she could cool off. We hung out there for about 20 minutes before going to the Strip. We went to the other end from where I was with my sister. She'd wanted to see the completed New York New York so we walked around there for a bit.

While we were there, I got a call from Enterprise saying that I owed more money on my rental ... which ended up getting worked out, but it was one of the last things I needed to hear. It was the fault of both parties. Things should have been better explained on their and and I should have read the paperwork thoroughly before signing it, but still. I was still sick, I was already agitated and now this. So I apologized about cutting out day short, dropped her back off at home and went to deal with the car thing.

Oh yeah, there was this crazy awesome storm that day! The weather was amazing! I love thunder and lightning {it's always too wet here to have storms like that often} and I was directly in the middle of it. Lightning was all around and thunder was almost immediate. The rain was absolutely pouring down! And yet, still better drivers than Seattle ...

But I digress. I took care of the car thing and headed back to my sister's. I made plans to hang out with a friend on Thursday, but the time we agreed upon got pushed back because he ended up having to work. So I hung out for a little bit in the morning. I text my sister at one point about a show I was watching and was questioned, for the second time, about why I didn't take my nephew if I was just going to be sitting at home. So, still sick, I left and drove to the other side of town. I found a nice park and just hung out there for a few hours. I brought my tablet with me so that I could read while I was there. It was so nice. I took pictures of the sunset and then met up with my friend.

He rented a couple movies and bought some pizza. We ended up watching 3 movies and ate most of the pizza, but only drank half the beer since I still needed to drive back to my sister's place. After the drama of California, it wasn't worth dealing with the drama of crashing with him.

Friday, my final full day in Vegas, I spent the day out on my own. I have recently been embracing the single life and doing things on my own more and more. I needed to get away from everything for a day. Despite the fact that I would be going back home the next day and I'd have more than enough time to be by myself, after the stress of the past week and still being sick, I needed to just get away.

I drove out to Mt Charleston and found a good place to get out and walk around. I ended up at the Cathedral Rock trail. It wasn't a very long trail. I think total was a little over a mile, but since I was still sick, I didn't want to push it too much. It was 32 degrees and there was snow and ice. and at an elevation of 7800 feet, the air was much thinner so I didn't want to push too hard. I went up the trail probably about 3/4 of the way before stopping at a look out, taking more pictures, and turning back to go to the car. On the way back down, I ended up talking to this family who had just moved there from Florida {they thought I was crazy for just wearing yoga crop pants, and a tank under my jacket in the cold weather} so we got to talking about the differences between Florida, Nevada and Washington. It was really nice.

After I left the mountain, I drove back to the Strip. I went up to the top of the Stratosphere. I wanted to watch the sunset from up there and take pictures from the top. It's pricey for a non-local, but the view makes it worth it. On a whim, I purchased a ticket to go on Insanity. Literally the only thing that had kept me from going on it before was because I'd had no one to go with me. This time? I didn't care. Why should I let that stop me? I had a blast. It was actually quite tame. It looks much scarier than it actually was. The worst part was probably how cold it was once we started spinning. Being 1000 feet in the air, spinning at about 20mph with temps in the 50s is a tad nipply.

After that, I took a couple more pictures and made my way back to my sister's for dinner. It was my final home cooked meal: Spanish rice. There was no way I was going to miss out on that. It was a good final meal for the vacation.

Saturday morning, I got up and showered before finishing up the packing. I'd packed most of my things Friday before I went to the mountain. I didn't want to have to stress about getting everything done last minute; my trip already had enough stress. After all that, I went to pick up my mom so that she could hang out with us on my last day. We met up at Olive Garden for a late breakfast/early lunch. It was finally back to what I consider my normal family. If only it had been that way the entire rest of the trip. After Olive Garden, we met up at Enterprise so that I could return the car on time. I was actually an hour early, but that's fine. It ensured I didn't end up having to owe any extra money.

I needed to be at the airport by 5:30, but I ended up being there a little before 5 since there was construction on the tunnel and closures that happened so it was safer to just drop me off early than risk getting lost trying to get around the construction. It was bittersweet. I was very glad to be going home, but it does suck knowing it's going to be a couple years before I see them again.

My flight back was without incident. It was raining when I got back; typical Seattle weather and I was grateful that I had someone to pick me up. Originally I was just going to take transit, but it was a relief being in a car with someone. I was tired, pissed, sick and just ready to go home to crawl in to bed, so I wasn't much company on the trip back to my car, but it was still a nice gesture.

So that's how my trip went. That's why I will be staying in a hotel the next time I go visit them. A vacation is supposed to be fun and exciting and relaxing. This was only marginally that and just in a few days of the 14 I was gone.

Next entry will be back in the present moment. Happy Thanksgiving ya'll!

Until next time. . .

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Intermission
Tuesday. 11.24.15 10:12 pm
There's a couple things on my mind that I want to get out of my system before I write about part two of my Vegas vacation. It'll probably come tomorrow, before the holiday weekend, since I'll likely want to write about that once it's complete.

Anywho, tomorrow and Friday are my final two days on phones. I'm moving to my permanent position starting on Monday. I'm still really torn about it, but I've been told by multiple people that I'll like it. I'll be the judge of that for myself. I'll give it a month before I make my final decision. A month should be more than enough time for me to have adjusted and gotten used to the change. A month is a pretty good length of time for me to make final judgments on something like this. There are several factors that are going in to the mixed feelings, but I mostly think that it's just my aversion to change that's creating the most anxiety.

I've also recently found myself to be interested in a person whom I don't really know. I think it's just my morbid and overactive sense of curiosity that has me so interested, but I kind of want to see how things go. I mean, we still haven't hung out ... and at the rate of how fucking long it takes to get a text response, I have a feeling it may never actually happen, but I'm gonna keep trying. At least for a little bit. I was told by a mutual friend that he's basically a 32 year old frat boy who never grew up, but whatever. I'm pretty determined to at least hang out once and then decide if it was worth trying so damn hard.

We've known of each other for years. He used to work at my campus and way back in the day, my initial impression of him was that he was a huge tool. Just a complete douche. Fast forward about a year, I noticed that he'd been promoted and that lovely sense of curiosity that I have told me to stop at his desk and talk to him; you know, the whole second chance type of deal. Over the next several months, I found myself stopping more and more often, staying longer and longer and being kind of pouty whenever I'd walk by and he wasn't there. I found different reasons to stop to talk and would think of different things to ask him so that I could keep having reasons to talk. Eventually his position was eliminated and I was sad, but I never really tried to keep in touch.

Fast forward another couple years, after a crazy, whirlwind summer, I decided to look him up on Facebook {there's that damned curiosity again} and added him; figured that if he didn't remember me or just didn't add me, I'd laugh it off and move on with my life. He did add me and it was kind of cool just seeing his stuff pop up in my feed here and there. It was something that would stay in the back of my mind, just outside of the range of normal, conscious thought, but would make me laugh or smile whenever I'd see the plethora of wedding/party images show up in my feed.

A few of my coworkers knew him prior to his original promotion and he was mentioned one day, not sure what brought him up, but it got the wheels in my mind turning and the curiosity pushed me to message him. The opening question was that of the more ... direct kind, but it worked as an ice breaker. However, he sucks at responding to texts so I'm slowly trying to push toward actually hanging out, without pushing too hard or making myself come off as too interested or desperate.

We'll see where this goes, if anywhere. It could go absolutely nowhere and my efforts wasted. But it'll all be updated here, randomly, whenever something actually happens or when I finally give up.

I didn't intend for this to be quite this long... I always say that, but it's true. I was just trying to write something up really quickly. Which, I kind of did. It's only been 15 minutes. But I'ma end this here.

Until next time. . .

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Part one: week one
Saturday. 11.21.15 11:25 am
The Saturday that I left for Vegas was quite the early morning, compared to what I am now used to. My friend/coworker was gracious enough to be up before the ass crack of dawn to have me to the airport by 5am. He lives a bit farther away from me so I was really appreciative of his assistance. He was also nice enough to fix me delicious dark hot chocolate so that I'd have something to warm me up, as it was in the 40s at that time of day.

Once at the airport, it didn't take long to get through security, but I had a 10 minute walk to get to my terminal. I made sure that my electronics were charged up so that I'd have something to occupy my time until boarding. Once on the flight, which was on time this time, it was a smooth ride to Vegas. We took off in foggy, rainy weather and it was entertaining to see the rain going exactly horizontal whist flying 300-400 mph. It cleared up about an hour in to the flight and the sun rose as we were flying. I was on the wrong side of the plane to see sunrise, which I was okay with. I didn't want the sun in my eyes that early in the morning.

On the ground, I'd checked my carry-on at the gate {for free} and so I had to go to baggage claim. I waited there for my sister, her boyfriend, and my nephew to meet up with me. My nephew knew I was going out there for Halloween, but he didn't know that I would be arriving a week before, or that I'd be staying with them. Which, will never happen again. Hotels from here on out; that will be explained in part two.

Since it was fairly early still, and no one had eaten yet, they decided that we were going to stop somewhere for breakfast. We ended up at some restaurant/diner type place, with a separate bar area {it's Vegas; most places are like that} and enjoyed some good breakfast foods. Back at their place, we just hung out until it was time for me to pick up my rental car.

I was able to get a Hyundai Elantra, which I quite enjoyed in the 2 1/2 days I had one in VA. This one, however, was not from Canada and I found quite a few things I didn't like about the car in the two weeks of renting it. It's still a really nice car. I like Hyundai, but the blind spots were the worst part. I think I could rent it again, but I'll never buy one.

Once the vehicle was obtained, my sister, nephew and I went to go visit my mom. We only hung out there for a little bit. I was drained from having been up for much longer than I was used to so mom and I made plans to get together later in the week.

I honestly don't remember what we did that Sunday. I have absolutely no recollection of what happened that day. Clearly it was memorable.

Monday morning I went to their community fitness center, because I didn't want the vacation to keep me from losing too much track of my recent weight loss. After a shower, I think I went to the store to get some snacks for while I was there, so that I didn't end up eating all of their food. Since all three of them were sick, I also got some vitamins {which ended up only slightly helping; will also be explained in part two.} The remainder of the day, I think, was just hanging out.

Tuesday, I made plans to hang out with Jacob. I hadn't seen him in two years, since he'd moved away from Seattle. We just met up to get sushi. It was alright. The sushi out here is actually quite a bit better. It's possible it's because the fish is probably fresher. Or we just happened to go to a place that wasn't the best. Either way, it was nice meeting up with an old friend. I spent the rest of the day just kind of hanging out.

Wednesday was the day I'd made the plan to hang out with mom. We went out to play bingo, which was a mother/daughter tradition we'd started on my 21st birthday. Every time we get together, we go play bingo. Of course we didn't win anything, but it was still fun. After that we went to a different place for lunch. The food there was good and there was some leftovers. It was a late lunch/early dinner, but afterwards I decided to just drop her off and head back. See, the problem with sleeping on someone's couch is that you get woken up every time someone needs to leave for work. Let's just say I didn't exactly sleep very well in the two weeks I was there.

Thursday was the day that I headed out to Los Angeles to visit another friend of mine. I was trying to go out there on Wednesday, but he had another friend in from out of town so we were waiting until he was supposed to leave. Well, there was a fire on a plane at the airport he was supposed to fly back to, so the flight got canceled. I didn't find this out until after I was already in California, so there was no turning back. The two days I was in Cali turned out to the best part of my entire trip.

After I got there, the three of us decided to walk up and down Hollywood Blvd and ended up getting some dinner, since I'd not eaten yet {it was now almost 5.} We bought tickets for Ripley's Believe It or Not museum that night and since they allowed admission to Guinness Book of World Records and the Hollywood Was Museum, we decided to go do those the next day. We also decided to do the Warner Bros studio tour as well. So Friday was a pretty packed day. I was leaving that evening, but it was so worth staying out later. The brief trip ended up with a fancy dinner, courtesy of the friend who got stranded in L.A.

Because of the packed day, I ended up leaving much later than previously anticipated and ended up not getting back to my sister's until almost 4 in the morning. Which is what caused the turning point in my trip.

I woke up Saturday morning, Halloween, with a sore throat and that feeling you get in the back of your nose to indicate that you were getting sick. As the day went on, it continued to progress. I went with my sister and her boyfriend to my sister's boss's house so that a large group of neighborhood children could go trick or treating. I was excited to be able to walk around with him, but the group decided that the fathers take the kids around so I ended up just hanging out with a bunch of people I didn't know, just sitting there. We had free food, but that was about the only highlight.

The next morning I woke up feeling like shit, but that's for the next entry. This one is long enough.

Until then. . .

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Quick update
Sunday. 11.15.15 11:15 am
It's been almost a month since I last wrote something here...

I went on vacation. It wasn't exactly as I'd hoped it would be; I'll actually write out a two part entry on my vacation sometime later this month (split in to week one and week two.) The fact that I still need some time before I write anything down about it so that it doesn't just turn in to a rant-fest should be an indicator enough that it wasn't the greatest of vacations.

But I haven't forgotten about this place and I wanted to write something real quick to let whoever still reads these that I haven't gone on hiatus and I'm not planning on disappearing any time soon. Essentially this is a placeholder.

Until then. . .

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Midway goal achieved!
Monday. 10.19.15 8:55 pm
I did it! I lost a full 20 lbs! Only 20{ish} more to go until I hit my goal. I say ish because if I lose a couple more after I reach the 40 lb mark, then so be it.

The first time it truly hit me that I was fat was on May 8th of this year. A couple days prior, I went to the health seminar thing for work, so that they could measure your stats to determine if you get to have money taken off your next year's insurance; which is complete bullshit because they don't measure your true BMI, but whatever. That's neither here nor there. I just assumed that the number on the scale was because it was halfway through the afternoon, I'd eaten food, had water to drink and I was wearing an outfit that I deemed to be heavier than normal. There was no way I weighed that much. Until I went to the doc's office, first thing in the morning, wearing the lightest outfit I could wear in public and the number was only .4 lbs less...

Now, I knew that I was gaining weight; my clothes were fitting tightly, or were no longer fitting comfortably at all so I found myself avoiding certain clothing items. Walking up only a few flights of stairs exhausted me. It was pretty bad. But I didn't think it was as bad until I saw the same number only a few days apart, at two different times of the day, wearing different outfits.

It was at that point, I knew that I needed to make a change. But I'd tried things in the past and it always ended the same way: me just stopping. I'd be really good about it for a month, or three, but then I'd just stop. I wouldn't feel like doing anything anymore, or I'd already overeaten something twice that week, so what was another day? This time would be different, however. This time, I had a support group. And no, not the kind you normally think of when you hear that. I didn't join Weight Watchers, or some other crazy weight loss group that sucks as much money out of you that they can.

I had friends, and coworkers, who were there for me. To listen to me bitch and moan about how tough it was and how I wasn't seeing any results and how hungry I was. They were there to cheer me on when I realized, after a few weeks of light exercise and portion control, that I'd actually lost a couple pounds. I had my sister, from states away, cheering me on and getting on my case about making sure I kept up with her and the 30 day challenges we agreed we'd do together. These people were there on my inevitable fat kid days, like potlucks or weekends when I wanted to go out for drinks.

I started utilizing the workout clothes I'd been acquiring for comfort purposes, for the actual reason they're made the way they are. I began using MyFitnessPal on a daily basis, even on my fat kid days. I'd record everything I consumed, even if it was over the recommended caloric intake for the day. With the help of my coworker, who'd only recently been in the exact same boat as me, I started getting in to healthier habits. She's real about things; she doesn't sugar coat it like most people do when they're afraid of offending you. And that's exactly what I needed. I need the push, the reality of things, in order to get me motivated. And it's made such a huge difference.

I finally took advantage of the free use employee fitness center on a regular basis. Sure, I could lose a lot more weight much more quickly if I actually used the free weights and machines, but I'm not really in to that. At least not right now. Perhaps eventually, but I like doing the exercises that use my own body weight. I use the treadmill while I'm there, for at least 30 minutes. I'm usually on there between 30 and 40 minutes, doing intervals. I'll start with a 5 minute warm up and then interval my way until the cool down period. When I started out doing that, I couldn't go more than 5 minutes at a 4.5 mph pace. Now, I can go for a steady 10 minutes at 5.3 mph pace. This past weekend, I pushed it up just a little more, to a 5.5 mph pace. Every time I increase the speed, I test it out at 5 minutes and keep going until I can't. Then a 3.5 mph walk {I'm short; my legs can only go so fast when walking} for a few minutes before increasing it back up to the faster pace.

It took about a month before I was finally able to gain enough self control to actually begin steadily working on this so I'm counting my first month working on it as June. So between then and now, I'm proud to say that I'm finally under 160 lbs for the first time in over 3 years. The end goal is to be back under 140 lbs. If I keep it up the way I have been, I'll be at that goal by the Spring. It's been a hard road. There's certainly ways that I could do more in order to lose more at a time, but the fact that I'm even doing what I'm doing is more than a lot of people can say.

And for that, I'm quite proud of myself.

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