It's January 12th already?

As I've stated before, I have a boyfriend Dave. We've been together for five years pretty much the majority of my adult life. Two years ago since 3/4 of my stuff was at his place anyway I moved in. Two years later I still don't have a ring. Right now I feel like we're in two different words, his career is finally taking off where I'm stuck in school and retail management hell. The only time we ever spend together is at night and half the time it's us eating in front of the TV and then crashing because we are both exhausted. I'm really not sure if we are meant to be together anymore. However, before I decide if I'm supposed to be together with Dave, I've decided that I probably should be happy with myself. This is why I've decided that today January 12, 2007 I'm going back to weight watchers.
I've done weight watchers in the past with a great deal of success. Somewhere last year I just lost all of my healthy eating habits and started stress snacking... a lot. Two years ago I was 5 pounds away from my goal weight, now I'm 25 pounds heavier. I'm hoping that maybe this blog might keep me honest and not cheat like I have been doing. I have 10 pairs of Banana Republic pants sitting in my closet that I can't wear. They range from sizes 0-6. I would like to be able to wear them sometime soon.

OK here is goes...I'm 5'0" and I weigh 134.8 pounds. There I've said it. Right now I'm a size 8.. err 10.

When I first met Dave, I was 100 pounds, while I know I'm never going to be that skinny again, I would love to be around 110. I have 24.8 pounds to loose! Wish me luck!!

Some highlights from my first day back at work.
A fellow salesperson had a mental breakdown (not a fake one either... they need to be in a happy place with a nice white jacket for a while)
Someone peed in a gravy boat on my sales floor
Another customer returned a rug with fleas on it.

This all happened in a span of 5 hours.

Anyone else want my life?

Ugh and Welcome!

I'm starting this blog after just having a huge fight with my boyfriend Dave (name changed to protect the pissed off.) I'm trying to think of ways to annoy him right now and since he hates blogging, this is a good way to start. Dave and I have been together for 5 years. We live in sin and he refuses to marry me. It's always some different excuse, when I finish my masters or when he gets a better job. I'm fed up but don't want to leave him.

I realize that there are people who have worse problems them I do. I'm not starving on the street, nor am I being abused of any sort. I just feel like I must have done something to piss off a higher power because the things that happen to me are the strangest that can possibly happen to a human being. I've been randomly attacked by crows (twice), had a bee crawl up my shirt and sting my boob, and had a shopping cart come down an onramp and hit me on the freeway. These are just three of the many incidents in my life.

I hope that this blog will be therapeutic in a way and hopefully rid me of some of the angst in my life.