I am sitting in a very emotional space...
I am not great with change or transitions. DD has been home since March 2020, when Lord & Taylor closed it's doors. She attended online arts & design school from July 2020-July 2021. When I was off from school or teaching from my living room, she was with me the entire time. Since her car has been held hostage by Ford while waiting for an international part to arrive, I have had to drive her wherever she needed to go. She's been cooking and cleaning with me; experiencing restaurants, stores, and the spa for the first time since March 2020 with me; and went on vacation with us and sat next to me on the plane. We have always been very close, but the pandemic has brought us even closer.
This morning, I dropped her off for her first day of her first full-time job. I am home alone all day today, and it feels really weird. I stopped at the grocery store to pick up odds and ends, and got her a cake to celebrate the first day of her new job. I have plenty to keep me busy, but the silence is killing me. I don't exactly feel like crying...I don't know, maybe I do. I know that I will adjust, but I can't shake this uncomfortable feeling.
As far as my weight loss, my vacation/stress pounds are beginning to come off very very slowly. I really am NOT motivated right now, being the emotional eater that I am. However, I did put those apple turnovers back on the bakery shelf after I imagined just how delicious they would be warmed up in the oven. So I'm not a complete disaster. I walked extra while I was out, so that is another positive thing. For me, it will take getting back into my school routine to really lose this weight. If I can avoid doing further damage until then, I will be satisfied.
Sorry for not being the most motivational leader this week. I promise to do better next month!