How much more?

God, I know that you tell us that you aren't going to put more on us than we can handle. I'm glad you have so much confidence in what I can handle, because from where I'm standing, I'm about to lose it. I don't know how much more I can take right now. From the infamous Monday (yes, I know that is vague, but I still can't talk about it), to the housing situation, and now one of my sweet babies is gone. My nerves are stretched to their breaking point, and I'm so scared and jumpy and I'm just waiting for the next shoe to fall. I keep looking over my should thinking 'what next?'. God, I know you know best, so I guess I am asking you to give me some kind of foothold so that I don't fall completely and lose myself. I'm hanging on the brink, and I need a hand.


RIP my sweet baby Hooch. Mama misses you and loves you dearly.

Wow!

After one of the worst days of my life Monday, I had a wonderful workout yesterday! I wasn't able to go to the gym Monday, as there was just toooooooo much drama, emotions, and then practice from 730-930, so I was rearing to go yesterday.

Normally when I get on the treadmill, I set the timer for 30 min and do the countdown. I realize I'm always watching the clock. So, instead, I just hit quick start, didn't give myself a time limit, and decided to see how far I could go and be comfortable and with no knee pain. Did 30, felt great, decided I bet I could do 45. Hit 45 and thought, "wow, would be great to do an hour", and did the hour! I coulda done some more, as a cool down, but the treadmill automatically cuts you off at 60 min. Booo!!!! So, I did a quick 15 min cool down on the bike. Think I have found my new routine!

TGIF!!! In soooo many ways!!

Sooooo glad it is Friday!! I love my job, but I need a break. I'm tired of people's attitudes, and I need to get away from it for a couple days. I don't want people's shittified attitudes to make me not enjoy my job.

I feel ok today. Stomach is kinda bothering me, but nothing like in previous days. Had a wonderful lunch of cabbage, green beans, and purple hull peas. Had some cornbread too, which isn't the healthiest thing in the world, but since the rest of the lunch was low cal, figured I could splurge.

Got a couple things to do after work, but then headed to the gym to workout.

WTH is wrong with Mr. G???

Oh yeah, that would be the fact that Mr. Gallbladder is an expert in pain. I can't wait to give Mr. G his walking papers and send him on his merry way! We tried working together. We've had a great relationship for about 33 years. But...now he is a misogynistic jerk and I'm tired of the crap (literally), and I can't wait to cut him out of my life (& body). I mean, I listened to his demands and cut out the grease balls in my life. He was fine with that for a while, then he started getting more controlling. He found fault with the turkey I was frequently seen with! How can you get angry over turkey??! So, with his last little temper tantrum, that last for almost 3 days, Mr. G has worn out his welcome. While I can't kick him out just yet, he has gotten his eviction notice and will be out in the next 30-60 days! See ya Mr. G!!

Wow, Talk About Life Changes!

1. This blog is not going to be fertility focused anymore.
2. I guess my gallbladder has been unhappy with my eating habits, so I have all but completely cut out fried foods and other crap. I've had maybe 3 Pepsi's in 3 weeks!
3. August 31-- I walked into Planet Fitness and signed up.
4. September 1--I actually went to PF to work out! And it was amazing!!! I finally understood the elusive and previous incomprehensible 'exercise high'!
5. September 13--My hubby starting working with me! Heck of a pay raise and we save money on gas too! Also on September 13, I joined livestrong.com. A wonderful site with many tools to help me not be the fat girl anymore.
6. September 14--2 weeks since joining the gym and I can honestly say I've only missed 2-3 days! Woo hoo!!