Okay, I'm bored with numbering my posts. I wanted to do it until I hit 30, but it just ain't happenin'.
Today was just another day at work. But tonight, Brandy and I had dinner with some good friends, Josiah and Catherine. It was nice. The kids went downstairs after we ate and played and we just visited for awhile. Adult conversation never gets old, especially if it isn't at work.
Today I consumed 3635 calories which is 1154 over goal. Now, I know what you may be thinking. Isn't his goal just over 2500? No. Since I logged a 4 pound weight loss, my calorie goal went down almost 100 calories to 2481 a day. Not a major change, but enough to keep the loss coming. Or going. Whichever...
In actuality, I consumed 3635 and burned 533 walking, putting me at 621 over. Whichever, I went over my goal. THIS CANNOT BE A HABIT.
So, in other news, I've decided to put myself out there more. What does that mean? Well, I always say to myself "I would like to be better friends with (fill in the blank)." Then I never do anything about it.
Well, that's stupid. Not to be harsh to myself, but it is stupid. If I want to be friends with someone, I need to invest in the relationship and not expect them to do all the work. Where we used to live, it was easier to do this. Most of the churches were small and you just fell in with a group at church, kind of by default. Unfortunately, before we moved to the STL area 2 years ago, I didn't have many friends because of this behavior. I told Brandy tonight "The worst thing that could happen is I burn some cell phone minutes reaching out to a possible friend."
I don't say this to be callous. There are some guys I know that I would like to be closer friends with. If they would like that, then why not try? Why just sit at home, wishing I had friends to hang with, or talk about my problems with when I could just call one of them? Or (God forbid) ask them to coffee to get their advice and see if they would be willing to be a closer friend. Frankly, I realize that some guys would rather be hit in the crotch with a stick than be friends with me, but that's fine. There's what? Five million people in the STL area? Surely I can make some close friends.
Not to air out too much dirty laundry, but starting my senior year until just a couple years ago (about 9 or 10 total), I had several friends stab me in the back and just generally not be very good friends. Shoot, the guy who was my best man (as I was his) I don't even talk to anymore. As a result, I trusted no one except Brandy. While I think you should wholly trust your spouse, you need other accountability partners and people you can lean on when things are tough. No one can be a cowboy and last that long, despite how cool Clint Eastwood makes it look.
Also, I'm not trying to discount or minimize the friends I do have. Josiah is a close one. There are one or two others that I could reach out to, but I don't feel that we are close enough to do that sometimes. This could be fear of being rejected.
Anyway, there it is. I put it out there, to you, my readers (how weird is that?). Let's see what happens.
This post written while listening to:
The House is on Fire Acoustic by Resurrection Band
Cry Mercy by David Crowder*Band
More by Trip Lee
Carolina Tide by John Mark McMillan
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