The word is out there – everywhere – and yet I almost feel  desensitized to the fullness of it.  It reminds me of not feeling parts of my body at times.  And yet each time I hear the word, I find myself looking to see what else I can “trim” in my life.

Haagen Dazs is a  very distant friend now, if at all.  And my dear friend Lay’s, (Kettle Salt & Vinegar to be exact) is getting the once over before deciding it’s not really the surplus I need in my life.  Balances are being paid the day the bill arrives and clothes that have not been on my body in the last 6 months are being graciously donated.

Trillions?!?  I can’t even wrap my mind around this concept, but we are in this for the long haul.  In the meantime, the most powerful thing I can do is to trim the “fat” from my life, line by line.