Everything is almost the same around here. Except for my weight but I think you already knew that. It is what it is. Life happens. Especially when you stop caring and start doing whatever you want again. Even though you know damn well that is what got you higher in the first place you just choose to ignore. Oddly enough I am not mad at myself. What would that accomplish? Self hate? Low self esteem? Oddly (again) I am at peace with it. Does that mean I plan on staying this way? Right now this second I say NO! but then again I am 2 days in on a LC eating plan. Ask me in about 3 weeks.
When you start having to select out of a certain few pairs of pants/shirts you know there is a problem. When you start having a difficult time wiping certain areas of your body you know there is a problem. I mean, yes, you can still function and do that task but if you have to take a deep breath and concentrate on what you are doing there is a MASSIVE problem that CANNOT be ignored. Even if it is not every single time. Once is to much.
The reason I say life got real is that hubby is now officially a nursing student. He is just starting out but it is already BOOM, BOOM, BOOM in his face with information and assessments. Within 12 days they were already checked off on how to take pulse and blood pressure. It just feels insanely fast to me and I am not even in the program. It has kinda turned me into a single parent as well.
On days I work hubby gets home with the kids and then tries to relax/help the kids with HW/prep for the night/whatever the heck else he does. I get home at 7:30ish and start whatever the kids are eating and dealing with them. Hubby leaves every day to go to a fellow nursing student's house to study till about 11pm. It is the same guy that he tutored last year. They work together and do their thing. These study sessions are more for the dude than hubby but it sure as heck doesn't hurt. The guy will usually cover gas/lunch for hubby for payment of the tutoring even though it is a win/win. So far all of hubby's test scores have been in the 90's.
Some nights I feel totally on the ball and others I feel like a hot mess. Today was an on the ball day but it helps because I was off yesterday and prepped bunches of yummys for myself. Dishes were done yesterday instead of today and dinner is leftovers. Plus there is no added pressure of school the next day and trying to wrangle the boys into eating and getting to bed at a reasonable time.
Well then. I was going to put up a picture of the boys after a haircut recently but I realized that it wasn't on my computer. I used dropbox and it transfers things automatically. I got a new phone a few months ago and never realized the pictures were not porting over. Fixed now.
