Literally. And I have about 8 thousand things I should/could be doing. And here I sit, on the couch, laptop on top of my lap, glass of wine at my side and bag of chips and top the tator who I showed who's boss. Sigh...it's one of the those nights. I'm tired, itchy (took a Claritan, not helping so far), and a bit pms-y (yep sorry any guys who happen to reading and hence the chips and dip), and I have a blister on my thumb which is really annoying me.
I have SO much on my plate, I'm feeling a bit like crawling into the fetal position at the moment (could I still drink my wine???). I've got the kids birthday party on Sunday and I've done bub kiss for that besides the planning of the food/cakes etc. I got "promoted" from worker bee of decorations for VBS to in charge of VBS decorations. And the blister is from cutting palm leaves, of which I still have about 3/4 to cut still. Did I mention VBS starts the day after my kids party? And set up is the day of the party? (Good thing, a VERY competent person is taking charge that day or my OCD, Type A self would be having the shakes even more). Oh yeah, and I'm getting married in 6 weeks.
Crap.
And my house, well, parts of it are basically clean, some rooms, one of which I have to clean and ORGANIZE before Sunday looks like an F5 went through it.
Crap.
And here I sit.
On the plus side, going back to some of last posts, the gym thing is going well. The other day I noticed my chin has more of clef in it than before. Yes, I've actually lost fat in my chin. And I have to say, I really like how strong I feel. I feel it incidentally throughout the day. I'm pretty strong and I like it. I like that I can binge a bit and my extra muscles can compensate. (Mind you, this doesn't help in the weight loss, but at least it's not a weight gain). I like that I've actually have weights on my bar when I bench. It makes me feel slightly less like a girl when I'm doing it. And my cardio side is definitely improving as well. I kicked some serious but on both ends this morning at the gym.
Anyway, I should finish this glass and go to bed so I can get up and run off some of these potato chips and dip in the morning. Oh and bake a couple cakes, fold a few dozen baskets of laundry and attempt to tackle the scary room.
Sigh. Thanks for listening 10's of people who might read this.
