So, when I moved back to Austin, I made the decision that I wouldn’t write in my blog anymore. I got burned so bad in the past, that sometimes I still cringe when I think of the past.

But then? I decided that it just doesn’t matter what happened in the past. Learn from it and move on.

So, how’s about an update?

I moved back to Austin! I arrived on May 14th, just in time to celebrate my birthday on the 15th. My mom helped me move, and it was awesome. That weekend we looked around and found an apartment (that I moved into 3 weeks later), a bed, went to IKEA to price stuff out, got her cowboy boots (bright red, just like she wanted) and ate really really good food. On Monday, I started back at the kite company I used to work for, and since then, things have been going great.

So, lets fast forward a bit, shall we?

Since leaving Austin 18 months(ish) ago, I gained close to 50 lbs. DAMNIT! So, a couple of weeks ago, a coworker mentions that they’re going to do a “Biggest Loser” competition. I’m all “ok, I’m in!”. So, last week, I weighed in. It was a kindof rude awakening, but also good. I had to publicly admit how far I had let myself go. I mean, its not like I didn’t know. Its not like none of my clothes fit… I mean, I bought clothes to wear at the bank, and by the time I left the bank they wouldn’t fit anymore. I told myself for a while that they had shrunk in the wash… but lets be honest here. Your entire wardrobe won’t shrink in the wash.

So, now I’m on weight watchers. This weekend kindof sucked, but it was my first weekend on the program. I just need to get used to eating less late at night when I’m watching TV. Woot. Also, I need to get into some sort of exercise routine. If I walked a couple of miles a day, I’d get to eat more. And that would be happiness.

Oh yeah, I met a cute boy on Friday night, but when he hit on me I got awkward. Fortunately, I was at a house party, and I’m pretty sure the guy was the brother-in-law of the girl whose house we were at. So, now I just need to get in touch with her and tell her to tell her btother-in-law to call me. ::giggle::