This is not a good week. We had a potluck at work which I made a delicious cake for (will post pics of that along with the progress pics) and I ate way too much. I haven't planned well this week which is allowing more quick pick-up food than I'd like. The choices haven't been great and the exercise has been nonexistent. Argh!
I'm not going to the gym tonight. Instead, I'll be doing my taxes. Oh joy. Oh bliss. I hate taxes. It's such a pain. I've also decided that even with TurboTax, it's a pain my rear and I'm never doing them again. I will save all my stuff and actually have a professional do my taxes next year because I just don't want to deal with it anymore. So THERE!
I miss the working out. This dawned on me on the way home yesterday. For quite a few months, I was doing fairly long training walks every weekend (between 5-13 miles a pop) and doing shorter jaunts on the treadmill during the week. It was so nice having that time to clear my head. Now I do the treadmill at the gym...running (sort of) and I get that same feeling. No kids to worry about, no husband to appease, no work to deal with, bills to pay and on and on, it goes. There's something freeing in that. There's also something really motivating in that. So why haven't I made the effort to go back to the gym? I have no idea. One reason could be that I'm absolutely exhausted. It does not matter what time I go to bed at night. I wake up feeling exhausted. I know exercising helps this. But it doesn't change how it feels (vicious cycle, isn't it?). My night terrors have been wreaking havoc with my sleep so I know that's contributing to the problem. They usually get worse when I'm stressed out but I'm not particularly stressed about anything other than money. I'm always stressed about money so this shouldn't be causing a big sleep disruption. Lack of sleep also causes my eye to twitch . You can imagine how lovely I'm looking these days. LOL.
Work is work and home is home. Nothing much new all around. My hubby is having some weird reaction to sunblock so his face is all red, blotchy, swollen and he says it hurts. Poor thing. My oldest is going through growing pains, I think. She's complaining about a pain in her hip area or like where the leg bone connects the hip bone (the hip bone's connected to the...). She's been eating like crazy lately so I know she's going through a growth spurt and since I can't single out an activity that caused her leg to hurt, I'm chalking it up to growing pains but I still feel badly for her. My youngest is going through a different kind of growing pains...as in the tyrannical 3's...I-don't-want-to-listen-to-anyone-much-less-mommy-and-I'm-going-to-throw-fits-for-no-real-reason 3's. *sigh*
A little side note about my oldest and her eating. I know it's gone around blogworld before, being worried that we'll pass our obesity on to our kids. She had 3 helpings at dinner the other night! I found myself asking her if she was sure she wanted more and that she doesn't have to finish everything. This is the child who has flat out refused to eat dinner because she's just not hungry. She eats when she's hungry and only eats until she's full so why did I let it worry me so much? Last night she had 2 helpings of chicken and vegetables. That's right. 2 helpings of chicken and vegetables, cleaned her plate and I thought "OMG! She's eating so much!" Yeah...but do you see what she's eating?? Baked chicken and broccoli! I shouldn't worry about this so much. She's also always been skinny so I guess deep down I just really hope she stays that way. I know it's a growth spurt and next week she'll go back to eating 3 bites and saying she's done but I can't help worrying anyway.
I realize this isn't an incredibly uplifting post but I've been preparing a properly positive post to go along with my progress pics. I just haven't ironed it all out yet so instead, I'm giving you a few Hump Day Happy Thoughts:
The Constitution only guarantees the American people the right to pursue happiness. You have to catch it yourself. ~Benjamin Franklin
Those who can laugh without cause have either found the true meaning of happiness or have gone stark raving mad. ~Norm Papernick
"Well," said Pooh, "what I like best," and then he had to stop and think. Because although Eating Honey was a very good thing to do, there was a moment just before you began to eat it which was better than when you were, but he didn't know what it was called. ~A.A. Milne
We tend to forget that happiness doesn't come as a result of getting something we don't have, but rather of recognizing and appreciating what we do have. ~Frederick Keonig
A truly happy person is one who can enjoy the scenery while on a detour. ~Author Unknown