Taking a trip… changing my life?*e

I’m leaving for VA tomorrow evening. I’m going to visit Danny for a 4 day weekend. My period, which was supposed to start Monday, hasn’t shown up yet. So it’s pretty much guaranteed to ruin the romance of the weekend. (Flipping to working overnights always screws with my system… every other time it’s 28 days like clockwork.)

I’m not pregnant.

When I get back from VA I will be hitting the diet & exercise. Hard. My body is officially not cute at all anymore. I’m gonna put myself back on the "gall bladder" diet, as I call it. Extremely low-fat, small snack-type meals. Hey, I lost 30 lbs. last year doing it. Of course, it was necessary then… But I can do it again. I’m gonna start doing my Slim in 6 workout again too. I noticed it was really good on my abs & thighs. And my abs sure could use the help… If I can get rid of this jello belly, I’ll be grateful.

Anyways, I’m outta here… gots to sleeeeeeeeep!

*Edit* Oh yeah, I found out last night that my grandpap had a stroke 3 days ago. I guess he’s doing alright, I really don’t know. My mom is supposed to talk to her brother and then let me know what’s going on. We were really close with my grandpap when I was younger, but my mom hasn’t talked to him in like 5 years. It’s stubbornness… He moved and didn’t tell our family, well couldn’t. My parents changed the phone number and didn’t think to tell anyone, so he couldn’t get ahold of us. No one in the family could. My family is just weird like that.

I just hope he’s alright…