Some Goals

Post vacation, things are always a bit unsettled as the school year kicks in and we establish a new routine. But with the boy older and his routine being much as it was last year, hopefully the anarchy will be kept to a minimum.

As annoying as it is when someone swears they'll start something "tomorrow", I do want to set some goals for myself once we return from vacation.

1. A better job of planning & preparing food. I've been relying on the cafeteria and Slim-Fast too much, neither of which is healthy. (Their "healthy choice" selections do not meet my definition of healthy, sorry.)

2. Exercising more faithfully:

• Ride bike with hub 1 per week
• Walk in the neighborhood (this is more meditation than exercise) 3 per week
• Kettlebells 2 per week
• Classes at the Y - 2 per week

3. Working on things I enjoy, like painting and sculpy.

4. Thinking of myself as a healthy, active person and acting accordingly. I often sabotoge myself by "I can't" thinking. Bag that!

Twas the week before Pennsic

and I'm going nuts.

It's partly my fault - I've been suffering from scope creep. "Oh look, I bought the duck to make G's new marshals tabard and there's enough to make another. I'll make T a tabard too - he's an MIT and I'm sure he'd like a spiffy new marshals tabard..."

Pants still need hemming & elastic, turkish coat still needs buttons and button holes AND I have 2 aprons cut out, not to mention the marshals tabards. Oh, 1 pair of the boy’s pants are hemmed - I want him to try them on to be sure before I hem the other 2 (they're pinned).

Hub worked all day Sunday (unexpectedly), so I have boxes that are packed but still sitting in my kitchen. Calgon, take me away!!!

I need to make banana bread, slice & freeze, get that stuff out of my kitchen, and then pack up as much as I can before they leave Saturday morning. Anything left will go with me. I hope it's just a cooler and a small overnight bag, and a few ends & odds.

To make things worse, I'm sick. I have a sinus infection. You know, the kind where you feel like someone is randomly stabbing you in the ear with an ice pick? Yeah, that one. This is the worst ear pain of my adult life. And naturally I go to the clinic at work and get the PA that doesn't believe in drugs because we overuse antibiotics. Yes we do, and any other day I'd agree. But my ^&***( ear HURTS, I'm tired, I'm sick, and I want something to make it all better!!!!!!! She said come back Friday if I still wasn't feeling good.

Really, driving through the mountains of WV with an sinus infection sounds like so much fun.

Needless to say, I'm pretty sure I'll be going back. Cause using my neti pot twice a day isn't cutting it this time.

Meanwhile I'm tired & feel crappy. Not the best way to spend the week before Pennsic. :-(

No, I haven't quit

Work has been INSANE. Between that and getting ready for vacation (I know that sounds weird, but trust me that spending two weeks primitive camping in a medieval style pavillion wearing medieval clothes with 10,000 other people requires planning & preparation), I have been swamped.

Despite that, I'm doing okay. Boring breakfast, boring lunch (green drink and soup), walking in the mornings before work (which feels like exercising in a microwaved sponge, ah, summer in the south).

I guess I'm in "hanging in there" mode. :-)

I'm not dead yet

This week is kinda nuts - working late due to some tight deadlines. But I plan to jet out early on Friday, so that'll give me a bit of time to catch up.

Allergies have been ick, energy has been low. But I'm still packing my lunch, and I've been very good with having my green drink every morning, so I'm starting the day with a healthy dose of fruit & veg.

Anyway, still here, still busy. Plumbing needed work, le sigh. Sometimes I think hoem ownership is overrated!

Clothes

I needed a couple of more summer tops, as the temps here have reached those in Hades. I am of a size that I can shop in "regular" stores, but can't wear just anything. Coupon in hand, I went to Kohl's.

Can I just say (like it hasn't been stated a billion times before by every other overweight woman in America) that clothes that run in any size larger than "L" are clearly designed to punish women for "letting themselves go"? You can look like you're on a cruise with your grandma, wear t-shirts made out of stretchy material with a design that looks like cat puke, etc. Like going in the dressing room isn't enough.

Had a green drink for breakfast, along with a piece of pb toast. Lunch will be either soup or salad - I didn't have time to cook over the weekend, so my fate is in the hands of the cafeteria.