Trying not to cheat, Day 13...

I haven't really been hungry and have had no real cravings.  At times I've wondered if there is something wrong with me.  Injections are going down without a hitch.

My skinny/flabby friend that is partaking in HCG with me has said that she has hit a weight loss plateau.  It's only Day 13.  I need to keep reminding myself, and her, that we have only just begun.  We haven't even gained the right to be discouraged yet.

I have been baking/broiling my chicken for the last few days.  It has somehow broken up the great chicken monotony.  I've been making aluminum foil sacks of vegetables to throw in the oven the last few minutes of baking.  Spinach or broccoli with some garlic and a touch of salt and pepper.  It actully tastes great, especially the spinach.

I've had to grocery shop a bit more frequently since I'm eating all perishable foods.  It's amazing how quickly you can get in and out of the grocery store when you are just shopping around the perimeter of the store.  Truly amazing.

I decided not to weight myself today to take a bit of pressure off.

Laid off from my full time employment position, I have been unemployed for a few months.  With little prospects, I started my own home business while seeking employment. The income is very little, just enough to get by but sometimes I must float my responsibilities.  I feel more fortunate than most in the same position and lucky that it is relatively cheap to be me.

With that said, I have been searching for jobs.  Like most people stuck in the 9 to 5, I have taken several jobs in my adult life because I have had to.  Not because they were a good fit but merely because they were available.  I have had lots of interviews this summer and been several jobs.  With a small income in place, I have been able to be a bit more picky since I am not desperate.

I went to an interview a few months ago for a position that seemed to be a dream job.  The position was not in the career field that I have been working in, but one that interested me.  I applied for the position though surely under qualified, even according to the posted job requirements.  I researched the company, went through the interviews, sent thank you cards, submitted to a background check, waited, followed up, and waited some more.  I was asked to another interview and told that one of the interviewers would be flying in from Colorado, the other from the East Coast to interview me.  That sounds Big Time.  I drove to the final interview with no anxieties, no nervousness and no obsessive rehearsal of my answers to various imagined questions.

I am happy to report that I have been offered the position! I'm not sure whats in store and what opportunities will come along because of this.  I convinced them that I am the person for the job but I am certainly not convinced of it myself.  I feel that I need to give a shout out to my parents who taught me how to have a good work ethic, to answer questions well and to smile.

Now, the caveat is that I will have to travel next month to a state that is about the farthest state away from Arizona.  I have anxiety about this.  I guess it all involves my confidence in this position, throwing myself into the unknown, being away from my 15 year old dogs for 2 weeks, leaving my boyfriend that I'm experiencing difficulties with anyway, getting packed and prepared for this adventure, wondering how this travel will impact me monetarily even though it will be paid and a daily per-diem will be reimbursed, I will still need to front some cash.  I need a new wardrobe but I am apprehensive to buy anything since I am trying to lose weight.  Its been a few years since I've been on a plane...will the seat belt fit? How in the heck am I going to take my HCG & needles across the country.  How am I going to be able to sick to a diet when I won't have the luxury of being at home and cooking for myself.  I've been driving myself mad pondering these things.

See...I told you...anxieties...