Getting Used To Eating Again

Well, it has been a week since my operation and things have not been what I thought they were going to be like. I hate to eat. I think eating 2 ounces at meal time is extreme. I know I should have been prepared and I knew what I was getting into, but come on, 2 ounces!! Oh well, it is over and done with and I can't go back, I can only go forward. I know that when more of the weight comes off that I will be a little bit chipper, but I am not right now. Maybe it is the fact that I don't have a job right now and I hate the weather. It has snowed and rained the past two days here in Salt Lake and it was so nice right before Spring arrived. I hope that we will get more pleasant weather in the future because I want to get out and walk a bit. I feel all out of sorts. I was so into a routine that I didn't give it much thought. I was going full circle and now I feel like I have no where to go. Like the "TOP" has stopped and threw me off. I went over to the beauty supply yesterday to see how much a hair chair would cost and I used to work for another Fantastic Sams over there. It is run by a different man and one who I like the pay scale. They redid the whole place and it looks good. I ran in there to see it and I don't know if I should try and get a job there again. I hate to keep on going back and forth. I promised myself that I wouldn't work for another person again, and I think it was premature. I don't know. I am going to think it about it some more and see what my options are. It is so frustrating not knowing what to do. I will get happier. I just need to dissimulate and find a happy medium.