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Day 28 - Something You Miss

You know I really don't miss a lot - things happen for a reason - some of them good some of them bad.  So there is no looking back.

So, if I was going to say there is one thing that I miss - I would have to say there are two.... I've told you I am fat - but, I miss those 50 pounds that I lost and kept off nine years ago.  I loved being thinner - what the hell happened that I gained it back.  Again, it goes back to things happen for a reason.  The reason being, I became lackadaisical and less conscious and concerned about what I ate.  I worked out three and four times a week and now I don't do that at all.  It's a frustrating feeling to lose weight and keep it off for two, almost three years and then one day you wake up and notice it's all come back.  I keep saying I want to lose it again, but, it's so hard to get back into that mode of doing that work all over again.  It's a very frustrating and vicious, vicious circle.

The other thing I miss - an awesome kitchen.  My condo had the most amazing kitchen.  I absolutely adored and loved my kitchen in my condo.  It had cupboards along two walls and drawers and drawers.  It had an island in the center, with huge cupboards and drawers.  The cupboards went all the way to the ceiling - I couldn't even reach the top shelf.  Not only that, there was a pantry, too.  I didn't use but about 3/4 of the cupboard space in my HUGE and AWESOME kitchen.  I now have this kitchen that seems so small and it only has four itty bitty drawers - it doesn't have enough room for stuff, in fact, I have to keep my crock pot, my roaster pan and a bunch of other stuff in the basement and just go get it when I need to use it.  But, again, things happen for a reason.  I lost my wonderful kitchen because I met the geekiest, smartest man in the world.  I ended up adoring him more than I adored my kitchen - because I sold my condo so we could buy a house together.  We decided in order for us to have a house that was "ours", we needed to sell "his" and "mine".  Though I miss my condo so very much, I adore my sweet hubby so very much more.  So, again, there is a reason - and it's a good one.

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