Finally Happening

They say I'm losing weight.  I say they because I have no idea because this time I did something different: I threw away my scale.  In the past I found myself celebrating my weight loss by eating.  And if I didn't lose weight I'd eat anyway out of anger.  I'd say to myself, 'all that starving for nothing' then I'd eat a cake. 
 
But not this time.  I'm staying away from the scales.  All I've noticed is that my clothes are fitting better and men are starting to notice which sort of scares me.  This time I came up with a plan.  I'm a dessertoholic.  I love it, eating whole pies in one sitting.  I eat healthy too:  whole grain, vegetables, fruit, everyday.  But then I blow it with dessert.  I've got a popcorn habit too.  They provide free popcorn at work, and I eat my share each day.  Funny part is I don't even like the stuff.  I eat it because it's there.
So here is how I beat my problem. 
1) I don't weigh myself. 
2) I told everyone at work that if I eat popcorn on any day besides Saturday, that I would give two people ten dollars. 
3) I don't keep desserts in the house.  Instead I have a big bag of candy in the trunk of my car.  I allow myself a handfull each time I drive.  I allow myself a handfull to come inside the house or work.  Once it's gone.  That's it.
I'm thrilled that I'm getting slimmer.  My goal is to lose enough weight by March 31 which is the one year anniversary of my husband's death.