It seems I’m always making true confessions here on this blog but luckily my viewer-ship is limited to a few good friends and family. Thankfully they love me no matter what and won’t be astonished by my latest epiphany.
You see I was snuggled under the covers a couple mornings ago and my alarm had just sounded. As is my usual routine I lay there in bed on my side facing the alarm clock to see if I could afford to stay in bed for just one or two more minutes. As I lay there Luvy climbed aboard and settled right there on my large, round abdomen. It came to me as he lay there that I had just been reduced to the status of “cat couch.”
I know Luvy didn’t intend to imply my wideness made me as inviting an overstuff davenport but he surely settled in as if I were. It is wrong on so many levels that my cat can lay on my overstuffed abdomen with no fear of falling off but I have a new plan on how to remedy that situation. For now though I would like to keep my plan under wraps until I’m strong enough in my resolve to share.
I’m hoping and praying that this new approach to getting healthy will be the way. I know it can be but you see there’s something profound required from me and that’s where I’ve always gotten into trouble in the past. You see it seems that every time I attempt to lose weight and eat healthy I haven’t been able to rely on my own will-power for any length of time. My resolve to eat less and eat healthy is always great guns at first but then my enthusiasm fizzles out and in no time I’m back to championship eating.
But today is a new day and I’m really going to give it my all this time and with God’s help success will change me from a fluffy, overstuffed davenport into a slim and healthy love seat.