I Need an Editor!

Every once in awhile, I sit down and go through blog posts from the past.  Every stinkin' time, I find typos, grammatical errors, and stuff that just drives an old English teacher nuts.  In my last post, I said that a bag on my patio was full of condensated water.  Condensated?  Huh???  I should have said "condensed" but I was thinking the word "condensate" at the time, so guess what my fingers typed?  I usually don't go back and correct that stuff, although I can.  Unless it just makes me look like a total idiot, I let it ride.  Hey...I'm too busy in The Slow Lane to be bothered, but you'd better bet that red pen in my brain is constantly at work.

Okay...so, just as I need an editor for my blogs, I need an editor in my life.  On Monday of this week, I ate out of control.  Actually, I was trying to use up food leftovers so I wouldn't waste things, but the upshot was that I ate mucho carbohydrates and fats and...well...let's just say that I didn't consume anything that was particularly healthy.  And guess what one of my main complaints in life is?  I'm too fat.  (Duh!)  It affects everything I feel about myself.  Eating out of control is not just Monday's event.  It has been going on for years, but since I no longer get ANY exercise, the only outcome I can expect is to get fatter and more infirm.  Thus, on Tuesday morning, I weighed myself and decided that I was just going to have to take control and make better choices. 

Here I am, three days later and four pounds thinner.  I'm encouraged, but I'm also aware that I am on a tightrope, walking a line that could jiggle and throw me off at any given moment.  AND, four pounds is a mere drop in the bucket.  Couple that with the fact that I just like to eat, and I can be undermined by myself in a tiny weak moment. 

In the last three days, sometimes I just have to go to bed because I think I should be done eating but a lot of the day is left.  My Editor-in-Chief gives me strength, but even He can't stop my hands from reaching for things I shouldn't eat.  God helps those that help themselves, right?  (BTW--Benjamin Franklin said that...NOT the Bible.) 

Just for today, I'm hanging in there.  Just for today, I'm trying to keep my perspective and focus on goals.  Just for today, I want things to be different, so I have to do different things.  Please pray for me, just for today.  Bring me an editor!