GET THIS.......

I'm hanging in there. I've gone to Chicago 2x in the last 2 weeks and I'm going again tomorrow until Monday night. I don't like my mom alone. My brother has MS and we try not to bother him, and my sis is too selfish to care about anyone but herself. I found out a few hours ago that my sister is dumping her 2 kids on my mom and me this weekend so she could have some "time off". My mom lost her husband of 42 years 2 weeks ago and that ***** sis of mine is already back to using her as a built in babysitter. I can't even believe her nerve. Karma is soooo gonna kick her ass in the end..... Anyway, I've been eating like crap, but my pouch is "working" now, and I get full easily, so I can't eat a lot of crap. It seems the worse I eat, the more I lose. I was 229 before I went to Florida, I hit 225 at my Dad's funeral, and now I'm at 216 less than 2 weeks later. I don't understand it, but it's kicks major butt! The pool at the new gym I joined gave me a rash, so I haven't swam in over a week, but I'm working out extra hard at Curves, on my gazelle, and I got this cool personal trainer PS2 game for valentines. So maybe that has something to do with the weightloss too. Don't know, don't care....as long as it keeps dropping. Before he died, my Dad told me I was getting my figure back and he was real proud of me, so I think about that when I get lazy and don't want to work out. I'm doing it for him too. Sheryl