OMG! It never ends!!!

Those who feed on rumors are small, suspicious souls.

CHARLES R. SWINDOLL, Growing Strong in the Seasons of Life

 

 

I had to stop today when I heard the newest rumor and remind myself how old I really was.  I guess I had thought that by the age of 41 local people would've found some other poor victim to attack with this sort of crap, but apparently not.  Over the years I have been the target many times and well, I've got broad shoulders, and I am WAY STRONGER than most would realize so for the most part I shrugged it off and will continue my daily routines as always.

 

However, I was still ticked at the same time that there are so many people in this community and in the world in general who are walking newspapers and can't wait to get the newest misinformation in their head so they can then constrew it how they feel needed and pass it on to the next loser walking by.  This is high school crap!  Middle school crap!  Plain out bullshit really.  Too many people who have a lack of self confidence themselves who make themselves feel better by trying to make others feel bad.  Nice, heh?  Grow up!

 

So, for the record, in case anybody heard this latest rumor about me.....I AM NOT ANOREXIC!!! 

 

Facts - 1)  Yes, I have lost a large amount of weight since working at the farm.

 

2)  I eat just like I always did.  And that's not good.  Chips, soda, candy, coffee with tons of cream and sugar, red meat, potatoes, bread, pasta (love my carbs), ice cream (2 bowls a day sometimes), donuts, etc.  I don't usually skip meals either. 

 

3)  I do a shitload more physical work than I did at my office job at Times obviously.  I also work 7 days a week, on average 1o hours a day, getting up at 3:45 am and a lot of days going all day until 9:00 pm.  Because as soon as I get home from the farm I am then taking care of a 4 1/2 year old with a TON of energy until I go back and do more work.

 

Plain and simple, I would throw it out there to anybody who is willing to try it, that if you followed me around for two to three weeks and came and did my job at the farm, at the same pace I do it, and then watch Luke, and manage a household that contains 3 kids, a husband, a dog, a hamster and parakeet, you would likely lose weight too.  Almost a guarantee.

 

I didn't try to lose the weight.  Other than at my annual doctor appointment in April, I rarely step on a scale and weigh myself.  My only indication that I lost the weight was that my clothes weren't fitting so I bought new ones.  And to be perfectly honest, I don't necessarily like the way I look now.  I would prefer to have my more curvy and heavier body back. 

 

So anyhoo, I'm done venting.  I'm still a bit angry though.  Seriously, I was dealing with this crap back in high school when upperclassmen girls would label me with all sorts of names.  Daisy Duke rings a bell (thanks to the class of 1989).  I dealt with it shortly after high school for various reasons and many times since.  If it weren't for my husband's love of his cowies I would've moved far away from this crap already.  Seriously, I'm considering being a hermit.  People, not all of them of course, but a lot of them plain and simple just SUCK.