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Getting back to sewing.

On March 21 I started my journey to lose 12 lbs in 6 weeks. Well If I remember correctly it was more like 18 lbs but Betty as well as other said that I should rethink that and so it became the goal of 12 lbs in 6 weeks.

On April 22 I had lost 9 of those 12lbs and felt sure that I would make my goal with no problem. I was so sure I stopped keeping track of what I was doing. And that was my down fall. Here it is 9 weeks from the original start day and I have gain 4 lbs ut oh!

Now here is where I should say okay I am starting over but I am not starting over and I am struggling on. Its week 9 and I have fallen off course but I am dusting myself off and getting it back together.

I was successful earlier because everything as planned out and thought activity and meals out carefully and then I stopped doing that. So I am getting back to doing what works for me which is planning.

Needless to say I am still working on week 3 dress. Well it waiting to be worked on. I have been very busy helping other people with their project so much so that everything I planned for myself got pushed to the wayside.

A coworker was finally able to get custody of two little boys in her family that were about the enter the foster family system. She was already in the process of becoming a foster parent just to help this boy and got the final approval as they were being taken from their mother. She made the trip out of state to get the boy and brought them home with the courts approval of course. I guess this worked because she is a family member and the boys already knew her. Well the youngest of the two keeps ripping up his pants so I have repair 4 pairs of pants one of which is still on my sewing machine because the needle broke.

I have another needle that is not the problem the problem is I have lost touch with her. The oldest boy got kicked out of school with only 1 month of school left before summer break so she had to take off to be with him. I am not 100% sure if she will be returning to work. So I am going to ask her boss to give her my phone number. She does not live far from me so I can get the clothes to her and keep a customer.

Today I will be sewing. I have to get everything thing back on track.

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