Finding Balance

This week could be a horribly stressful week-- if I let it.

I haven't waited on a phone call from a man like this since I was single (close to four years ago).
Of course every minute that the company doesn't call is a chance for me to second guess the extreme confidence I have.
And I could be partaking in emotional eating, fighting with hubs, being self destructive by drinking each night because "I'm just so stressed"-- but I'm not.
And I am better for it.
Despite having a To-Do list eighteen pages long, I have managed to get exercise in both days this week and plan to do so today at lunch as well.
The fact is, I can take whatever the world throws at me AND find time to be good to myself. In fact, the logic that underlies that statement is that if I don't find time to be good to myself, I won't be able to handle what the world throws at me.

Readers: How do you handle stress?
What benefits do you notice from exercise aside from weight loss?
What do you do to take time for yourself?

I know, I promised you food porn....

The universe, and all the awesome blogs that exist within it, have sent me some real wisdom lately. I feel the need to share.

I love to preach how life is a journey and we should enjoy the ride. But I don’t really embrace that concept.

I am constantly looking towards the future. I am imagining what it will be like when I make more money (when really, I make more than enough right now). I am imagine what it will be like to be thin (when really, I am getting thinner each day). I imagine the future, hungry for it, eye on the prize. And none of this is bad, except that I forget the here and now.

Here and now I have amazing relationships with amazing people. I have shelter, love, puppy paws, a job, security, plenty of water, an abundance of food, and did I mention love?

I can’t control the people that walk in to my life in a given day—the horrible driver in front of me, the person at work that wants to share their distress, the everyday occurrences that pretty much suck—but I can control how I react to them.
I choose to embrace the day, to be thankful for what I have, to do what is good for me and try to give the best of me to others (starting with my husband, who claims he gets the “scraps” after I have “saved the world”).

I choose to take every day as a gift.

And now, for food porn:




For three points, you can put this in your mouth.
How amazing is that?
I find that going out to get this is just the special treat I need to get me through my days.