Well, my Smack Ass 2.0 jeans are in the wash as we speak and I am trying to decide what to wear for tomorrow for date night! Eeeek! What a wonderful feeling. I am so excited. In other news the scale is moving back and forth between 199 and 200, but I can live with that. It always takes a while for things to really stick. I have been crazy tight lately, which is odd. It seems as though as soon as I made an appointment for a fill at the end of the month my band decided to shape up again. So now I am so uncertain about needing a fill. Guess I will see what the month brings and decide as the date gets closer.
So here's the next thing, I don't think Josh knows I have had weight loss surgery and I am a little nervous about telling him. But when you have dinner dates, sometimes your "odd" eating behaviors kinda stick out like a sore thumb. So I do plan on telling him my story but I am a little freaked about telling him just how much weight I have really lost. Which is weird 'cause I have pretty much shared it with a million other people, but to tell him makes me a little nervous. Will he judge me for being so fat? Will he think it's great that I have made that kind of progress? Will he be afraid that I will be fat again. Yeah, all these dumb things running through my head. I know this is all irrational thought, but sometimes it's hard to turn off that negative nelly attitude. Guess I will just feel things out tomorrow and see what all I choose to share. I don't have to spill all my secrets in one night. Can't wait for tomorrow!