Ruby

I'm sitting on the couch watching Ruby on Style Network. She is trying to figure out why she is fat. I'm fat and I know why I am fat. I eat too much. I eat when I'm bored, when I'm mad, when I'm nervous. We never have enough money, I have a stressful job, trying to keep the household going and keep up a marriage is hard. My child could talk the fuzz of a peach and try the patience of a saint on a good day. So, I'm fat. Now I'm not as fat as Ruby, but I think she is inspiring me to stop eating, because lord knows I don't need to be as fat as Ruby. I am freaking lazy. I don't have to be to work until 9. I should be getting up at 6 to exercise. Why the heck don't I? Is it because of some traumatic episode in my past? Maybe, or maybe I'm just lazy. Stuck in a cycle of Lazy. Today starts daylight savings , plenty of light, planty of sunshine coming up. So tomorrow I am going to try and break the cycle of lazy. I'll let you know how that goes....