I read this yesterday and started thinking seriously about joining the program. Heck, I did more than think. I even talked to the guy and said I wanted to give it a shot.
As usual, I’m having this crazy inner dialogue. I keep having people say to me “I don’t know how you do it!” and I keep thinking… well, my mental health is suffering and I’m gaining weight. So, I’m keeping a lot of balls in the air, but, at what price? My health? My sanity? Oh, and we’re probably about to move — more later — so there’s about to be a whole lot more going on around here.
So I ask myself, would having a body tutor who keeps me accountable be helpful? Or would it all be another weight (ha ha, fat pun!) on my mind. The head of the program said he was going to shoot me an e-mail but I haven’t gotten one yet (must. check. spam folder), so maybe his brief conversation with me led him to believe I’m a hopeless case (this despite his intro e-mail that said he was “1000% certain I can help you achieve all of your health and fitness goals”).
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In other news, that elusive moving date is starting to move closer. My husband got the OK from his company to take the rent they’re paying for him now, and channel that into rent payments for a house for the whole family. Then, we can keep paying the mortgage on this house while we put it on the market. It basically just gives us a lot more flexibility, because there’s no way we could pay the mortgage on this house, and pay the rent elsewhere simultaneously. It would drive us into madness, if not bankruptcy. (Notice all the references to mental illness. Is it time for me to see my psychiatrist again, since I quit taking my meds a while back?)
So, we’re basically at a point where we are out of limbo. We can plan. We can move forward. We can call movers. We can set a moving date. There IS the small matter that we don’t know where we are moving TO, but we can dive headlong into research and get the kid onto the waiting lists for preschools, etc.
Well, enough blabbing. Gotta go scour the spam folder for signs the super-cheerful body tutor thinks there’s hope for me yet.
P.S. Yup. It was in the spam folder. 
Hi Miss P! Saturday sounds fun, and I think the boys would love that. Let’s try for that? Love the hiking picture, by the way! Little C really knows how to party.
I’d be very surprised if Adam didn’t send you an email back within the next 48 hours. He’s very VERY responsive. I also wonder if he ever sleeps.
Weetabix, you are right! It did turn out to be in my spam folder, and we are currently setting up a phone consultation. Thanks for your encouragement and for the introduction
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