Summer is coming fast, which means that it’s time for gardens to be planted, flowers to bloom, and the ever hated, swimsuit season. Why is this significant? It’s because it’s also the beginning of the biggest dieting time of the year. So, with that being a fact, it’s the time that everyone starts seeking out diet pills. No, I take that back, a lot of people will be seeking out diet pills, while the rest of us deal with our weight naturally.
The irony of it all, my husband has to go to the doctor’s again Tuesday and most likely will be told that he needs to fill the prescription he was given for diet pills. Why? He’s diabetic and it seems like he doesn’t really care enough about it to do something about his weight. He eats complete crap at work that he’s not supposed to be eating. How do I know? I caught him eating crap one day when I stopped in with my sister. He sits here and eats a ton of carbs and acts like it’s no big deal. He did well at first, I will say that. But he doesn’t want to do anything of value to help himself any more. He doesn’t even want to do stuff around here other than read. It’s nice enough and warm enough that he could be going for short walks every night.
I just don’t understand why the people who need to be aware of their weight don’t seem to care about it, when those who don’t need to care so much are the ones who are always on the newest diet or freaking out if they gain a pound.
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