Burgers, Freakouts and Meditation - Oh My!

It's been six months y'all - and the burger looks just the same.

In fact - it's looked like this since day five - and I hesitate to keep it.

I will though - it's been amazing people that visit.

In fact, one friend called me recently and said 'since I saw that burger at your house I haven't gone to McDonalds and I've lost 26lbs'.

Success.

It's also kept Aaron out of the fast food, and that makes me happy.  So much better just leading by example, ya know?

I actually ate a portion of a DQ Cheeseburger yesterday.

In a moment of 'what am I missing?' I ordered one whilst in town grocery shopping.

My first bite experience - after 17 months without a burger?

I was surprised at how tasteless it was.

Then I saw big brown cow eyes looking at me from the overcrowded feed lot.

Then I thought of pink slime.

Then I wrapped it up and threw it out.

Blech.

Uh oh - this is weight loss drivel on the wrong blog.

:-)

I did want you guys to know that I shared the program that I did - on my other blog - in case you are interested and wanted to have a look see.

Click here

I  know many of you have emailed me - and I just haven't had the time to sit and answer, and I apologize. 

That link up there will take you to the answers to most, if not all of your questions, and if you still have any - please feel free to call me.  The number is in the blog post there. 

 Yesterday - I had a mini meltdown - and felt so danged overwhelmed by all that needs to be done around here right now. The house felt like a mess. I am seriously so behind with the bees - Lord only knows what shenanigans they are up to in those blasted boxes.  The garden is entering the pitiful zone.  There wasn't a lick of food up in the house - my mind started going like a runaway freight train with thoughts like "'oh man!  Summer is almost over!  This isn't how I wanted it to go!  Why can't I ever get anything done?  It seems no matter how hard I try, I just can't keep it all together!  What's wrong with me!  I'm Roundup-ing this whole garden!  I think I'll give my beehives away!" and on and on I went - flipping the heck out.

You guys know - you know those days when you just feel like you'll never.ever.ever have another moment's rest?

Now - the old Jayme would have continued to freak out - made some espresso - stuffed herself with cookies - and made everyone else in the house miserable for the entire day while I stomped around freaking out and working.

Wait - did I just type that out loud?

The new improved, more in control of herself Jayme quickly calmed herself.

There is ALWAYS enough time to do the most important.

Can I get an amen?

After I did my workout, I meditated for about five minutes.  It wasn't anything super spiritual or anything - I just sit quietly, focus on my breathing and repeat 'it's OK - everything is gonna be ok'.

I'm a regular guru, aren't I?

I realized that the sister wives weren't coming and it was all up to me.

I calmed myself and purposely did the work at hand slowly - making sure I was present in each task.

When it was time for Glen to go to the dentist, I went with him.

Spending time with him seemed more important than weeding.

I gave Aaron my full attention when he spoke to me.

At the grocery store, I was kind, calm and friendly to all I encountered.

I let people merge in front of me on the road.

I waved people on at four way stops.

I took a thirty minute nap.

I played with the cat.

I decided that getting what I could get done, and being happy while I was doing it was WAY more important to me than finishing everything that I felt needed to be done.

Cause no one likes living with a bitch, let alone being one.

And that's your lesson for the day.

:-)