I've got the #8; so here are 8 things most people don't know about me:
1. Social interaction makes me extremely anxious, even among family I'd sooner hide than sit and chat. I always feel like everyone is judging me and I can't stand silence during conversation for that reason. I tend to fill in the silence with, more often than not, inane babble which causes me to beat myself up later. I spend hours telling myself I'm stupid. No joke.
2. I don't wear shorts, or flip flops in summer because a. I hate my legs. I always have. I think they're too fat and people will laugh. b. I hate my feet. I've always been teased for my feet and thanks to genetics I also have a few toes that don't grow nails properly. I call them my hobbit feet. I've actually considered wearing socks for my weigh ins so people won't see my feet. However, I have a tell tale mole that I know certain people will notice and be able to say, "Yes, that is Yvette." Thus, prove that a weigh in pic is me without a doubt.
3. I want to write a book in my lifetime. I'm an avid reader and I love futuristic and dystopian themed novels. My problem, I am my own worst critic and I always stop writing after I develop a plot.
4. I cry when I hear sirens. I actually tear up and pray. I think about the family who called and their fear/pain/loss and I empathize. I also cry during sad tv or movie moments. I can't stop myself.
5. I sleep with only a comforter. I do this because I want to tuck myself completely in at night and I like to wrap my head too. I fear spiders that much.
6. Furries, mascots and clowns make me have anxiety attacks. The reason: these people take pleasure in dressing up to make people happy and laugh. I see the laughter as a negative. I feel extreme embarrassment for them.
7. I like heavy metal music and Metallica is my favorite. Their best song: Wherever I May Roam. I've often told people I'd like to have, "My body lies but still I roam" on my tombstone. Not kidding. I'm a worrier and I'd probably be like, "God, I know you're calling me, I get it, but I've got just this one thing to do." LOL
8. I love my husband. A LOT. Even my subconscious thinks only of him. I might dream about flirting with someone, but I never kiss etc anyone but him. There are no romantic dreams of handsome actors, they always turn into Bill. He's my guy and I'm very loyal.
I realize that when people read this they probably think I need medication. I probably do. Anxiety is nothing to sneeze at, but I've learned to cope with some of my issues. I like to call them quirks and I manage.
It's been a rough morning. Both boys had a cough, runny noses and poopy diapers. The power went out before 9am and was off for about 30 mins and even though the house didn't get cold, these guys threw a fit. They had no tv. I admit I was mid Cafe Land so I was put out too. LOL Regardless, it came on and they were happy. I missed my workout time since the treadmill doesn't run without power. No biggie. Looks like Saturday is a make up day. I've worked hard this week and today, I have a picture to share!
Yup. My Myfitnesspal ticker now shows me at 80lbs lost. It's off by 2oz but honestly, it counts. Right? Perhaps tomorrow, if I'm good today it'll read 179 or less. I'm still feeling like it's unreal. This never happened. Again, I don't remember being below 180. I was 185 (my lowest in years) back in 2005. But finally, through some hard work, I'm getting there! Feeling so good about where I am today. Best I've felt in over 10 years I'd bet.
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