I woke up in a great mood this morning because I had two great/positive dreams in a row, and then I looked at the news, and that kind of soured everything.
Twice in the same conversation with my coworker, I called a corkboard a "corkbork", so that's how my day is going.
TGIF! Tomorrow I am on my own with the girls because H has to do pipe work in our basement, so I am taking them to a local indoor playground with my BFF and her kids to kill a few hours. Not sure what I'm doing after that, but I'll figure it out. I still get really overwhelmed taking them both places alone because DD2 has no chill, but I need to just do it and get used to it.
Post by pantsparty on May 18, 2018 12:34:53 GMT -5
farmvillelover, that sucks. It's especially shady she tried to hide it! If you must go, make sure M calls you with an "emergency" at some point or something.
Post by textbookcase on May 18, 2018 13:13:51 GMT -5
I'm overwhelmed with end of the year events and activities, so of course I am procrastinating here! Heyyy, everyone! C's 8th grade promotion is in like a week and a half so we are busy with practices and gown fittings and high school tours and meetings with HS counselors to pick classes. I can't believe it's time for this already!
I’m trying to lose weight and it isn’t happening. I’m frustrated. No medical issues/blood work is fine, I run regularly, sleep enough, drink a lot of water, eat fine. Ugh.
Meanwhile DH has lost 15-20lbs since March (without putting in any major effort and he didn’t have much to lose to begin with and is now trying to gain weight again). I know we absolutely should not compare ourselves to men but oh my god it makes me RAGE.
I think I’m going to try intermittent fasting because I don’t know what else to do anymore.
I'm trying intermittent fasting. I kind of hate thinking about meals so I actually like it. I don't know if I'm going to lose any weight but I think I feel better. I actually started lifting weights this week which I have not had the motivation to do in, i really don't even know how long.
My dad has been in and out of the hospital this month. He was diagnosed with very aggressive prostate cancer about eight years ago and even though his scans are clean, years and years of follow up treatment are taking a toll. It would be a hell of a lot easier of he and my mom would actually TELL me when things were going badly, instead of texting me he's in the ER (this has happened twice in the past few weeks.) I mean, I guess no one is ready for their parents to age and get sick but because both he and my mom got cancer young (my mom was 45 and he was 60) I feel like I can deal with this if only they would trust me.
ETA: Not to mention that my own HUSBAND has lived through cancer. Ugh. Parents.