This morning my scale displayed a number I haven't seen since my senior year in high school! wwooo hooo it's like I'm back in time.
And just like my senior year I was reminded today by someone just how much of a failure I am. I can hear the words of my old man "you'll never be more than a donut maker"
So as I struggle to clean up the house in time for Alexander's therapy appointment, do a balancing act with trying to teach Anthony daddy's collectables are not toys, figure out what I'm going to feed everyone for dinner and hope there's time left over for me to get a work out in, I have to fight off the feelings of the loser that I am and how I disappoint everyone including myself.
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