I am feeling quite happy today. I have my two-sizes smaller slacks on, with a really pretty silk shirt that is too big (oh well). My wedding ring will no longer stay on. It is in my jewelry box. I tried to put it on a chain around my neck but it looked SUPER retarted.

Hubby made a joke about him out-growing our relationship which is why the ring won't fit anymore. I know he was kidding, but I have something emotional wrapped up in wearing my wedding band and I just didn't find it funny. He asked me what it was and the only thing I could put to words was something along the lines of "I want the whole world to know that *I* am married to the most wonderful man in the universe." I'm not sure what the emotional aspect is, but I now have the next 12 months to figure it out because I am not going to ruin my ring by getting it re-sized every eight weeks.

Scott asked me if I was wearing my new slacks this morning. I said "Yep, I am wearing my future fat pants."

As of yesterday, I am down 27.25 lbs and approximately 13 inches in just about 8 weeks. I am losing this weight MUCH faster than I put it on!!! Getting these smaller slacks on has renewed my vigor and interest in my lifestyle changes. I really haven't lost any motiviation over the last 8 weeks, but it is renewed anyway.

Enough about all that. I am off to the employment search for the next few hours. Although, I really just want to consult. But I am going to be diligent and work on both getting a job and creating my own. Whatever happens first, wins!

*Warning* **Spiritual ramblings below**

I really want to consult. The idea of expending my efforts for an institution who will not appreciate them makes me ill. I have incredible God-given talents that are not being utilized. I am amazing wih people, wonderful at what I do, as dependable as the sun, and I would never do ANYTHING to intentionally bring harm to another person, business, etc. I was happiest when I was consulting full time for myself. I learned a lot of lessons when that business failed. I would be doing something that goes against who I am designed to be by doing anything less than that which I am built to do. I am not going to be happy working for another company. I have too much to offer lots of companies to work just for one. I feel like God is pushing me back into that which I love, and am skilled to do. Sure, it is scary to go out on your own. Yes, we wanted to buy another house when the lease is up at this house. This decision will affect everything we wanted to do in the next few years. But I want to be happy in my work. That is more important than buying stuff that won't make me happy.

Lifted this from DSNYDER's blog as it speaks to me in my situation:
I suggested that this is a good reminder when we think of Pilate who lost sight of his truth and got himself into the postion of crucifying Christ (according to the Gospel of John) in order the appease the religious leaders.

For those of us who, like Pilate, compromise our truths and commitments over and over again in order to be successful (or to at least get by) and to please and appease others, it is good to remember that Christ came to rescue us from the hells we make for ourselves when we lose our truths ... and our souls.

Thank you, D!

*25 days remaining to find a job*