Still no downward movement on the scale, though I am eating well and exercising regularly. It was one of my nights off from the gym last night, but I walked Sebastian for 25 minutes at a fairly brisk pace. My dinner was a big tofu and veggie stir-fry from Pei Wei with some brown rice. Actually, as I type this, I'm realizing that last night's dinner probably had a lot of sodium. Maybe I am retaining some water. I'll have to drink some extra water today to compensate.
My friend A at work commented today that I look as though I've lost a little weight. I notice a slight difference myself, too. So I shouldn't obsess over the scale.
MM and I are supposed to go to the gym tonight again, unless he's not feeling up to it: he caught the same cold I'm still getting over, and he felt really weak yesterday during his workout, he said. If he still feels that bad today, he may skip the gym; then we'll just go out for dinner instead. I'll hit the gym tomorrow night if that happens to make up for tonight's workout. I'm determined to work out at least three times a week; tonight/tomorrow will make my third gym workout this week.
Yesterday marked six months I have been at my "new" job. Time has really flown since I moved back to Phoenix. I still feel like a novice at work--in a way I did not as a prosecutor after six months on the job--but I've been told by several people that it can take as long as two years to feel totally comfortable in civil practice. The cases progress at a slower pace, so it takes longer to become familiar with the whole process.
As predicted by the partners when I started, I now have a full workload and plenty of things to occupy my time. I still find billing my time to be a hassle; I imagine I probably always will. But it's just one of those things I have to live with. All in all, my current job is far less stressful than my last one, in many different ways, and I have very little to complain about.
My mom was originally supposed to have arrived yesterday, but now it looks like she won't get here until Saturday afternoon at the earliest, and maybe not until some time early next week. (She noticed some trouble with her clutch and decided to get it serviced while she was in Las Cruces visiting friends, and it is taking longer than she expected.) Given that Mom is going to be here until after the first of April, it's really not that big a deal that she hasn't arrived yet.
I received my invitation to my friend D's wedding in Texas next month. Mom is going to go with me to the wedding; she has known D as long as I have. It's funny: D will be married twice before I am even married once. I hope things work out for her this time.
It's funny how life goes along in a fairly predictable way for periods of time, and other times new stuff is happening almost daily. After the year I had in 2007, I have to say that I'm content to have the eventful, predictable routine I have right now. Routine=no drama.