Cleaning Out The Kitchen

Elizabeth / Today is not one that I am going to relish; however, I do not relish the size of my ass either, so dumping out food-happiness is something I am willing to do. We are going to go through my kitchen and remove the chocolate I keep in my freezer, the insane amounts of pasta I keep in my cupboards, the bacon I keep in my fridge, and so and and so forth. I am going to bag it all up and give it away to some food shelter or family in need.

I am going to miss being the girl that can eat whatever she wants when she goes to dinner. I am going to miss going on a Bucks run and asking for the whipped cream or bust! I am going to miss not caring about what I have for dessert... or even HAVING dessert. I really love dessert.

I am not going to miss how long it takes me to dress in the morning. I am not going to miss the fact that shopping for clothes is a torture right now. I am not going to miss laying around naked and wondering how terrible I might look to someone else.

The fact is that I love me, I'm an egotist down to my very core. I love my ass, I love my face, I think I have pretty wrists and swinging hips, and adorable little tits. Loving myself isn't enough any more. There are other people involved in my life that are affected negatively by my decisions, whether they know it or not.

I've become unhealthy. I get really tired. I am miserable in the middle of the day. I have little to no energy when I am stressed out. My body is just not performing the way that it needs to be. It makes me cranky and bitchy to this level I've never seen before. Wandering Des Moines has become a chore, and I feel boo-tired after running errands.

And the most important aspect to me is that I want to have children, not too terribly far in the future. I want my children to have a healthy mother and a good example. I also want to be desirable to my mate, whoever the fuck he is, for years and years to come. I'm a sexual creature and I don't want to ever, ever know a life without sex in my marriage.

Long in the short, I want to change for my future. And who better to help me along this travel than my friend of 8 years, Miss Kathryn Eleanor. Wish me luck?