Lately I have been trying to tackle small organizational projects and getting rid of things I have no use for. Trying to simplify my life. Last week I did my nightstand and found my old weight watchers books and this paper from 2007 where I had recorded my measurements. I was very obsessive about it back then writing down every detail. I thought it would be neat to compare my measurements 5 years later and measure today. I still have the same measuring wrap I used back then. Overall I have lost 30 inches in the past 5 years. It is easy to think in pounds but I never think in inches anymore so I was really glad I came across this and could compare. Back then it seemed impossible to make changes and today my entire life has changed, not just my weight and inches. Five years ago I was graduating from ISU and never thought I would be living in another state, now divorced (yay!) and able to live in a way that never seemed possible, relatively stress free and doing what I want. It really is amazing how quickly life can change.

My "order" that I do not recall

 I received my order today from Old Navy that I ordered while drugged.  Here is what I ended up with.  A denim jacket, a green striped hoodie, a tank top, another top, 5 pairs of flip flops, and a necklace for Caylea. 

 Not sure about these three pairs, may take them back. 

 But I did good with this cute brown pair with the sparkly flower!  And I needed a new silver pair.  And Caylea will love the mustache necklace.  So I made some good drugged up choices. 

I told Missy I feel like my life motto lately is like Cartman from Southpark "I do what I want."  I like it.  :) 

Staycation

It has been really nice using this week as recovery/staycation. I am restricted from most activities for awhile but I am able to go for walks and everyday I have gone for a 3 mile walk. It has felt good to just get back to basics with exercise and not try to go for a routine. My gym is actually closing the location I usually go to anyway so it works out since I won't be able to lift weights for awhile. The walking has felt great, even though it is hot as heck out. Caylea wanted to go with me for my walk on the 4th and it wore her out. She wanted to sit on every bench we passed. We came home and she took a two hour nap. I am also restricted from being out in the sun for long periods so that has ruled out the pool, so I used the 4th to watch season one of The Killing on Netflix. Hello, good show! I had two episodes of season two dvr'd but I am hoping they re-run it cause I am missing the rest of season two which I think just ended. It has been really nice staying in and retreating from the world a bit. Tomorrow I have my one week follow up appt. Swelling has gone down a lot this week and oddly enough I was most sore day 6 post-surgery, maybe it was due to the walks. Or I just have started being less careful with movements, I moved very slow the first few days. I don't think he does much tomorrow except make sure all looks good. But he may remove bandages that I may not enjoy him removing. Not sure what to expect!

Heroine of my own life

So I found this quote and got to thinking, I focus a lot on what I am missing out on in the relationship I am missing. But I need to think of what he is missing out on and realize he is the one who should be sad. I have met some major goals in the past two years. I finished my CPCU, paid off my credit card debt, and finally got the surgery I have wanted for years. I have stayed committed to some huge goals these past two years. I have been able to travel a lot and finished a half marathon. Maybe I am just too much for him, lol. I have met some major goals and yet i focus too much on what makes me sad. I'm not trying to toot my own horn but I think most of us don't give ourselves enough credit. Now it is time for me to think of what's next, I have a few new goals in mind. And when I meet those goals it will just be more for someone to think they let a good one get away.

So...Sorry bout those pics...

Some of you were blessed with pictures of my boobs after surgery. Here is what I have realized happened during the past three days while I have been heavily drugged. - I watched two episodes of True Blood that I had been anxiously awaiting from Netflix. I had to watch them again today because I have no memory of what happened in the episodes when I watched them Friday. - I texted a lot with really bad spelling. I had to go back today and re-read what my texts were because again, couldn't recall. Hence finding pictures of boobs that I sent to a few of you! Thank goodness I didn't send boob pics to my boss! - I managed to not send emotional texts to the people I didn't want to send emotional texts to. Didn't send any to that person actually and I am quite proud of myself. - after checking my email I found a shipping confirmation from Old Navy. So I apparently drugged shopped online. I have zero recollection of doing this but I now have 5 pairs of flip flops on the way. Yes, I guess I thought I needed 5 new pairs of flip flops. I also got a shirt and a hoodie. Seriously? I was worried about texting, didn't think shopping would be an issue. I have no idea when I woke up and thought "time to get on old navy.com!". Random. - I think I talked to a few people on the phone but really am not sure. - I had some crazy, wacky dreams. - so grateful I have not had the emotional breakdown that is common on day 3 post surgery! Maybe it is because I had an emotional breakdown everyday of the week leading up to the surgery. I am sure I will still have one soon. So today I was hoping to avoid taking any more pain pills and woke up feeling pretty good. I can't do a serious workout for a few weeks but I can walk so I went to the park and walked three miles. Felt great to get off the couch but I ended up taking another pain pill after that because I got a bit sore. I felt funny but I had to keep looking down my shirt to see if I was bleeding, I didn't want to over do it. so I am sure that looked great to anyone who noticed. I also feel this need to hold them in place, like they are just going to fall back down any second. The swelling is going down a bit down which is kind of a bummer because with the swelling it really looked like I already had implants. I guess it gave me a good idea of what I would look like with implants though. So sorry for any bad spelling or weird texts, oh and the half naked ones! Oh and I just had to read my last two blog posts because I don't really recall writing those either! These drugs are no joke. I better go check my email to make sure I didn't buy anything else!

Boobie brain

So I don't know if it is all my meds or what but since my surgery I can't remember crap. I can barely remember what day it is. Yesterday I thought it was about 5 pm when it was only 10 am! Friday I was about to go to bed and remembered Caylea told me I got a package in the mail so I went looking for it. I couldn't find it anywhere. I drilled Caylea about where she put it and she said it was on the counter. It wasn't. Finally about an hour later I realized I had already opened the package earlier. Losing it I tell ya. I am calling it boobie brain. My meds make me soooo tired. I slept twelve hours last night then I was on scrapbook.com this morning and fell asleep multiple times while filling up my cart. But I must say, aside from some slight discomfort around a few of my stitches I am truly amazed at how pain free this surgery has been. Maybe it is because I have kept up on my meds but really I would rather get a lift than go thru labor any day of the week. Plus it is fun to look down my shirt now. Can't believe I waited so long to finally do it. Still have to decide about doing part two, which right now I am pretty swollen so I may not want implants. But once swelling goes down we will see how it really looks. I really kind of feel like a new person. On another note, Caylea has a boy over right now. Lord help me. Oh yeah, it is day 3 post-surgery and NO emotional breakdown!!!!!! Woohoo!