And the Wheels Turn Slowly

Some people are slow. They think slowly, they talk slowly, they move slowly. I am not one of those people. Some people are fast. They get everything done that they need to in a day and more and still have left over energy to make long phone calls while doing household chores and work out.

I am not one of those people either. But, while I admire and even envy "fast" people, I really despise the slow ones. Sometimes I want to shake people and say mean things like, "spit it out!" "Move over" and "decide already!"

So I am sitting in a bit of discomfort both with myself and others for moving too slowly.

First, after a long and obnoxious struggle, I finally have approval from the principal and the SCC and everybody and their monkey's uncle is on board and I can start my reading program. I have funding, I have sponsors, yet, I can't print my list because every single teacher at Cherry Hill must be coddled, stroked and visited with about the program before I can make photocopies.

The thing is, these teachers are smart and plugged in. I suspect they sit somewhere between I-don't-care and Sounds-great-hope-I-don't-have-to-do-anything-for-this. So all the talking is just slowing us down to slow us down.

Secondly, and perhaps more importantly, I'm frustrated with myself. My weight loss has been stalled for a couple months now. I'm journaling, I'm tracking, I'm counting, I'm praying, I'm working out and I can't get the freakin' scale to budge.

Obviously, this is my fault. But why, WHY does weight loss have to be so, so hard?

What I need is way to speed things up. Make for speedy weight loss and speedy decision making. Come on! Let's just step on it.