The Lighter Side of Weight Loss: Chapter Twenty

The Lighter Side of Weight Loss
By Sandra Warholic Seeley

                                                                               
Chapter Twenty                                                                 

Driving through a thick fog is frightening and dangerous. Living in a cloud of fuzzy thinking can have equally disastrous results. One way to clear the fog is to take responsibility for our own actions.

People just seem to blame others for their own actions. For example, I was almost killed in a grocery store parking lot. I was pushing my grocery cart back to my car. A lady started backing up her car even though I was already past the middle of her trunk. I literally accelerated my body from 0 to 60 to avoid this collision. She rolled down her window and proceeded to tell me how this was my fault. I exchanged a few angry words with her, and wished her good luck with the “not my fault” defense when she injures someone with her carelessness. A simple, “I’m sorry, I didn’t see you” apology would have helped return my blood pressure to normal.

This incident had me thinking about all the times I’ve blamed others for my weight gain. In an instant I can descend into Dante’s third circle of Hell: Gluttony. Wow, is it ever foggy in here. I’m so angry, stressed, happy, tired, bored (choose your own adjective) that all I want to do is eat.

Applying for my Real ID card made me want to eat mindlessly. If you think you have the correct documentation, you will be wrong. Just send for a new birth certificate and wedding certificate right now to save yourself a lot of aggravation and smart points.You will also spend hours waiting to find out that you need new stuff. Be sure to have breakfast before you go to the DMV. I’m proud to say I did not succumb to gluttony. I took my ticket showing my place in line, went home to make a nutritious breakfast, ate it leisurely, went back to the DMV where they still hadn’t called my number two hours later and waited some more until my number was finally called. Score: DMV 0 vs Me 1. I’m finally learning the rules of the WW Game of Life. Thank you Milton Bradley and Coach Kathy.

I recently discovered author, Peter De Vries, who said, “Gluttony is an emotional escape, a sign something is eating us.” So let’s not get eaten alive. Let’s accept responsibility for our actions and emerge from our foggy thinking into crystal clear clarity.

Until next week, be happier and thinner when you smile for your Real ID card.

Sandra Warholic Seeley - All my life, and half of someone else's, I have lived in a humorous place called Earth. My muse is a tiny menehune from the island of Oahu in Hawaii where I lived for a year. Ernest Hemingway once sat under the exact same coconut tree where I did most of my writing. I'm also a sensitive to criticism Virgo who loves to get paid for writing and speaking funny stuff. Even though my mind is filled with volcanic ash residue and I'm still finding sand in my shorts, I will continue to write until my muse retires or I run out of pretty blue drinks, whichever comes first. Don't be bashful, email the author.