Last week, we headed to Georgia and stayed with a friend. During the visit, we decided to go out to eat. Caloric intake was on track for the day and a little behind, so I figured everything would be cool. No weigh day for Fri, Sat,Sun, nor Monday. Tuesday Morn, I had lost ground and reworked some ideas. Measuring my food, drinking water, and adding a tbsp of natural peanut butter was the plan. Hoping to get the scale back on target was discouraging. It's Friday again, and the scale is back on track. It took 20 years to get all this weight on and I want it off next week. What am I thinking? 11 pounds so far. I get excited sometimes thinking about a year from now.

I also think I have a touch of the wintertime cruds. I am usually "hit the ground" running first thing in the morning and changing the world through the day. I question what God has in plans for the photography in my heart. No shoots booked, in the whole by $100 to start the new year. Lord, help me to be patient and trusting that You are who guides this life and guards this heart.