I walked 4 miles today and I still don't have 10,000 steps. Why is it so hard to get 10,000 steps?! Stupid Fitbit just makes me angry, doesn't motivate me to go farther.
four miles is like 11,ooo feet. if you're taking 2 and a half foot steps, that's about 4500 steps for the four miles by themselves. I'm sorry. 10k steps a day is not possible for me.
My h and i were walking in target a few hours ago and his existence just made me want to punch him, I have no idea what the issue was but he was just there and breathing. It was really odd that it randomly hit me and i was all GO TO THE CAR AND SIT THERE. ( I didnt really tell him to do that but i felt like it)
I get like that. I'll be mad at him before I've even spoken to him, and telling myself that I need to rent a moving van and move my stuff out, convinced that our marriage will never work. Then I realize that I haven't eaten in a while, and it's just my low blood sugar setting me off.
ETA: SS#1 is staying with us right now. He's just started a job on the Navy base here, and the apartment he and his wife live in is too far to make the commute every day. SDIL is a nanny, and is under a contract for another 6-7 months, at which time they'll move in to their own place closer to where SS now works. DH is happier than a pig in shit to have SS here every day, but I want to be able to take my bra off when we get home, and I can't be free-boobing with SS here.
That my mil makes gross cake. If you have to spend a Sunday afternoon with the ILs, there should at least be a cake reward.
Im going to at least you.
At least you had cake! We went to dinner over at my dad's yesterday to eat and shoot of fireworks since he lives in Alabama and we can't do the fun fireworks in Florida. My dad's wife didn't get anything for dessert! She told me to get a salad for dinner. I could have gotten an effing cake too! Who wants salad instead of cake? Especially when we could have had both! Even if it was nasty cake I would have been happy with some type of dessert!
Haha that is worse! I didn't eat it because it's not worth the calories but now I'm home eating caramel fudge and snuggling my pup so all is well. I hope you made your h take you out for ice cream or something after that. ?
Pretty sure I mentioned this lately but pouty/sulky husband makes me rage. Get the fuck over whatever your problem is already!
People who can't commit to a plan or a schedule in advance. My mom is notorious for this. JUST TELL ME WHEN TO BE WHERE. It's not that damn hard! Oh, and don't say you will let me know and then... not let me know. It sucks to be left out of shit because someone couldn't get their shit together and tell me what was going on in advance and then finding out later that the event happened without me.
Back to husbands- is it that hard to do the dishes without getting water all over everything? I go to set something on the counter and its a giant puddle.
Post by balletofangels on Jul 6, 2015 10:32:05 GMT -5
On Saturday I went to the parade and a picnic, evidently that was way too much. yesterday I literally couldn't get out of bed and today isn't much better. I'm frustrated with my body. I was feeling almost human, but I guess I've gotta slow down a bit.
Post by Ohhmm(bligo) on Jul 6, 2015 10:35:06 GMT -5
There is something horribly wrong with my scale.
I just weighed myself, for the first time in...a while...and it says I weigh what I weighed when I was full-term with both pregnancies. I am NOT that big, according to what clothes fit me.
"You. You and your crazy life. You and your geographic anomaly. You and your drunken lesbianic ways and terrible navigational skills." - ProfArt and her holy baby
I just opened a beer to have with my lunch while working at home and my babysitter just texted me that Sophia is crying and refuses to do fun team at the pool. MAKE IT STOP. THAT'S WHY I PAY YOU. I AM DRINKING A BEER.
I will finish my beer and go over there, but I really wish I could pretend I don't have kids during the day like I do during the school year.
Also we had a BBQ at the ILs yesterday and DH was bitching before about how he hates going to his parents and the food sucks and they are stressed and annoying and they ration the food (literally, once my 4yo nephew wanted a burger and my FIL started freaking out because he was worried we'd run out of burgers so he gave him a hot dog. then they had leftover burgers).
So I told DH that at least his mom makes the best potato salad ever. THERE WAS NO POTATO SALAD. But they didn't ration the burgers. BUT THEY RATION THE BEER. Like they open one beer to share between two people.