Although I haven't had enough time to blog or eat right or exercise or catch up on sleep I have still managed to find time to feel guilty.
I've been working a lot of extra hours lately and was hoping that by this week things would start to slow down but after working until 10:00 last night I have had to rethink that pipe dream.
I feel guilty when I'm not at home.
I feel guilty when I'm not at work.
I feel guilty that my family is living off of frozen pizzas and mac and cheese.
I feel guilty for having given up completely on my garden when all of my neighbors are still harvesting their bounty and the only thing I can harvest is weeds.
I feel guilty that here it is, almost the end of August, and I am no where near my weight-loss goals for this time of year.
I feel guilty that I haven't exercised in weeks and have been caught several times getting off the elevator instead of taking the stairs (we make fun of people who take the elevator around here).
I feel guilty for not blogging regularly. I just can't get inspired when I'm this busy.
At least there is one thing I will never feel guilty about.
My drink at Starbucks can be ordered as non-fat and sugar free and that makes me smile...
As long as they don't tell me how much I just paid for that smile.