Well I'm going to re-write this.  It's been ages since I've been around on this site and my friends deserve an update I think.  I have been going through a transition in my life and I have yet to decide what I am going to do next.  I was working for a telecommunications company as an administrative assistant for over a year (16 or so months).  I was miserable there and I always complained.  I was stressed out and well my health was worth being worried about.  I visited a physical therapist for my back, a neurologist for my migraines.  I have even started taking anti-depressants and anti-anxieties on a regular basis.  Go figure.  I went nutts in that job. 

So I quit that job.  I thought I had a nice cushy school lined up called Capella.  Well, lets just say a week into Capella we had a family vacation planned and it stressed me out and my Capella Professor was less than satisfactory.  (I got told to sit back and watch how they did school because I was posting too much and I had opinions about my own education.)  I got out of that with it only costing me about 2k plus interest.  :)

I was planning to try to head into a ministry career next by going back to the graduate school of theology where I originally met my husband back in High School but I decided not to.  I would have been more than welcome and I would have been accepted and done well.  But one thing my mother brought up was that my values are unconventional at best.  Plus, I'm a woman.  Sadly, what can a woman in the Church of Christ with unconventional beliefs do with a master's degree in ministry?

So I took my husband aside and asked him a hard question:  Can I "not" jump into anything just now?  And he said that as long as we could pay the bills and as long as it wouldn't drive me up the wall, I could stay home and be a house-wife if that's what I wanted.  

So here I am.  A housewife for the first time in my life at age 23 (almost 24).  We aren't planning kids immediately.  And I'm having a hard time developing a good schedule and getting basic tasks done, but here I go.  At least this is one task I don't have terribly high expectations of myself about.  Usually my number one stressor is me.  

Now, I started this around 260 lbs.  I had a few wake up calls about my weight recently.  I have an obese friend-of-the-family-who-is-really-like-an-uncle who just stopped being able to breathe.  He is getting better by the grace of God, but he and his wife both said that they wished they hadn't let him get above 300 lbs.  I'm dangerously close to that with how my weight has been fluctuating.   

I also went maternity shopping with a friend of mine who is built differently than I am but who is about at the same weight that I am (if she doesn't lie about her weight).  It made me realize that when Jonathan and I decide to have children, I want to be at a healthier weight not only to be able to chase children around but to be able to buy maternity clothes!  I know that sounds shallow, but I hate buying clothes, and that set of clothes should be special for me, not something I remember hating to buy.  

So I want to loose around 100 lbs if not 110.  My husband is supportive.  He's not pushing me to do anything other than get out during the day.  He likes pizza a little bit too much but he has recognized that it isn't something I like as much as he does and it isn't something I should eat all of that much so maybe I'll be able to reason with him about it.  

We'll see.  I just joined one of the 100 lbs to loose clubs on here and I hope that it will keep me motivated towards my goal.  I really want to loose this weight and I really want it gone for good.