*tap tap*. . . Is this thing on?

So, here I go again. This is my second attempt at blogging to help in my wieght loss adventure. I need serious help, so I'm going to do whatever it takes.

Unfortunately, I'm not restarting my mindful eating habits until Monday or whenever we (my husband and I) are blessed with a paycheck. When you have $30 to spend on groceries and a very picky husband who is not so into fruit and veggies but loves hot dogs, hamburgers and anything that contains un-godly amounts of salt, then the healthy stuff kinda goes out the window.

My first successfull attempt to lose wieght started in January '09 and lasted through the summer until I fell extremely ill due to scary amounts of mold in our rent house. I lost 40 lbs in that, if you count the 10 lbs I lost when I was sick. I counted the dreaded WW points, worked out, ect. But when my lungs turned into a science experiment, it all came to a screaching halt. Its been 10 months since then. I've had short bursts of optimism and hope, followed by long periods of putting myself absolutely last.

One of my problems is my dedication to my education. I am a senior music education major. If you've never known a music ed. major, then let me quickly describe to you the craziness that is our lives. We rehearse for hours and hours a day; we take some incredibly complex and mentally draining classes that call on our creativity as well as our knowledge on very obscure things; we teach private lessons; we practice our primary instrument as well as the myriad of others that we are required to have a working knowledge of; and to top it all off we have to take education courses that are time and labor intensive but completely useless for our specialization. Then we all go out and try to make a decent wage at a resturaunt, Starbucks, teaching, playing weddings, what have you. Oh, and it's a 5 year degree no matter how you cut it at most state schools. As I make my way toward graduating, it has become normal to have 15 hour days at school for weeks on end. So to say that time is scarce would be an understatement.

Being married is also a challenge to me losing weight. My husband is also overweight, but hasn't had his moment yet. He hasn't quite realized how serious it is that we get in shape. He is not a health food nut at all. So I struggle to figure out what to feed him and I so we don't die of either complete boredom or heart attacks. Marriage also puts a time constraint on me.

Take all this, and add the fact that we are retarded with money and sometimes just scraping until the next paycheck (like this week!)

So, these are the things I whine about when I know I need to get back to living healthfully. Are they excuses? No. I know it's completely lame, and I know people in much more difficult circumstances have lost weight. I'm just being a whiny butt.