TMI- all I want to do is poop. I have been able to go since Thursday and my stomach is so bloated it hurts. I drank miralax yesterday afternoon and took a still softener before bed and only a pebble came out. HELP!!
a cup of coffee and then a suppository.
And TMI gross info here: During those times: I try to eat whatever it is that tends to give me the shits. Helps move things along.
Post by sparkythelawyer on Jul 12, 2016 12:00:48 GMT -5
I received this nastygram from my Sanitary district this week saying I owed them all this money. I'm all "What?" about it since I literally paid the bill that said WATER/SEWER services on it last week. Apparently, some sewer services are billed separate. Which how the eff would I have known that since THE BILL I GET SAYS SEWER ON IT WITH CHARGES NEXT TO IT but whatever. Also, I never got this other bill for mysterious sewer services. So I never paid it. And then they wanted me to come in and pay cash. What? No. So, I've now paid the mysterious sewer bill and added them to my bill spreadsheet. But what the fuck, local sanitary district. What the fuck.
TMI- all I want to do is poop. I have been able to go since Thursday and my stomach is so bloated it hurts. I drank miralax yesterday afternoon and took a still softener before bed and only a pebble came out. HELP!!
This was me a couple weeks ago. I will tell you what I did.
Slammed TONS of water. Like nothing else but water. Took a tablespoon of olive oil at night. I guess flaxseed oil is even better. Upped my fiber intake. Drank coffee in the morning on an empty stomach.
It took like 2 days to get back to normal once I really started to make an effort. I was actually in the same situation so I totally get it.
It is so busy at work today I can't stand it. It's just been non-stop since I got here at 8:30, and I am here until 7 tonight. Adding to my crankiness is that I hate the "two week wait" - I am impatient and an over-analyzer and refuse to test early, so I basically torture myself for two weeks and this is what I hate about me and TTC.
We're going to my parents' house on Saturday instead of down the shore, because H is on call, and I'm looking forward to it - I haven't seen my parents in quite a while.
I'm emailing with a photographer at the shore to get L's photos taken in a couple of weekends - I've been wanting to get beach photos done as well as photos of her on the porch of the Hotel where H and I had our wedding reception (picture attached because it sounds weird to just say the porch), so I'm really excited it's finally happening.
My bother was suppose to be here at 8:30 for a playdate. I text to confirm because he is notoriously late and he said he wouldn't get here until 10:30. WHO DOES THAT ! I told him I had to leave at 11:30 ... no answer .
I HATE that. I have a friend who does this a lot-we'll be in the car on the way to her house and she'll text "Can you give us another hour to get ready?!" I love her but it drives me nuts.
I am irritated with my H. I had to drop Joanna off at dance camp at 8:15, so H took Elizabeth to my inlaws. On my way back home, he texted me "FYI Bailey shat on the couch, you're going to want to wash the cover for your cushion and the one next to it." I get home and Bailey is still on the couch (he's usually crated while we're gone) the poop is only half cleaned up and now he's tracked it all over the couch so I have to wash ALL of the cushion covers and give Bailey a bath. Thankfully he can't get off hte couch by himself or it would have been all over hte house.
Like, I get that it's stressful trying to get kids out the door in the morning, but I do it every morning with two of them and I don't live literal shit on the couch for someone else to clean up. Just once I'd like to take time to myself and not have anything come up that I need to deal with.
Florida sucks. It's too fucking hot TO SWIM. Our neighbors pool (who give us easy access to use) is 100° water. It's not screened in so ok, not surprising.
My parents pool, that historically never gets above a beautiful 85° is 92°
Fucking Florida.
lol, ok NOT swimming there! I'm in NH, our lake temps just hit 75!
My supervisor's h passed away yesterday after a 4 year battle with cancer. Fuck cancer.
I'm starving and might just eat my arm if I don't go to lunch soon.
I really wanted to pay to have someone come pack us and put our stuff in the storage container that we are getting, but h is convinced we don't need anyone to do that for us. Ok, I'll do it, in between working, taking care of 2 kids, and going to the cabin every weekend so we can "be at the resort to see how they do things" (a.k.a. do all the things we normally do while at the cabin, which does NOT include going to the resort because htf do you work with the current owners with a 4 year old in tow?). Especially since we don't have said storage container to put packed boxes into yet so wtf are we going to put the boxes until we get the storage container. So much to do and so little time.
Post by balletofangels on Jul 12, 2016 13:49:31 GMT -5
I've been tracking my food in mfp, working my ass off in the gym and the scale won't budge. My body is so messed up from being sick. To top it off, I felt awful in all my clothes this morning. I'm generally really happy, but miserable with how I look. So, I'm getting a pedi. At least my feet will look good.
Post by amandakisser on Jul 12, 2016 14:48:42 GMT -5
I downloaded a free trial of Kayla Itsines app yesterday. I have always been in good shape and wanted to start getting back there. I figured the 28 minute circuits would be easy and I could just wake up early and do them at home.
Well, I did the beginner week 1 ab/arm circuit yesterday and I almost threw up. That shit is HARD! I'm so sore today, but I feel good. I always see the transformation photos and wonder how legit they really are, but if this is how hard the workouts will be then I might have a chance at a six pack.
H and a mutual friend just had a play date together. I could hear the kids in the background laughing and having fun. I had last week off and enjoyed having time with the kids and away from work. Now I'm back and they are still having lots of fun.
I'm reading Ella Enchanted for one of my book clubs, and I expected it to be really dumb, but I'm actually kind of enjoying it. The last few books I've read have been kind of heavy, and having something lighthearted is a good change of pace.
I just started watching Orange is the New Black (I know, I'm slow) - now all I want to do is watch it! But I can't because we trying to get our house ready to host a ton of family for the weekend. I'm super excited for their visit but I also just want to sit on my new couch and watch tv LOL.
I only have work today & tomorrow and then I'm off until next Thursday! Wee
FI and I just started it last week too. We're sooo hooked. I asked if he wanted to watch last night and he was like, "Eh, it's kinda late." I said, "Just one?" He said, "LOL yeah right."
I noticed a house that just got listed on my way home today, and we are going to see it later this week. I wasn't planning on moving for a year or two, but this place would be just about perfect if it worked out. My fingers are crossed. Send good house vibes please!
My kid cracks me UP. And he's totally my son. He ate two tins of smoked mussels, and then got so mad when there was no more. Ohh, Ilya. We can share our love for disgusting canned fish snacks.
Also, I was talked into a white wine today at the liquor store and I'm so glad I bought it. It's Cono Sur viognier, called Bicicleta. It is so good! It's a perfect summer white, and super cheap (like $10).
I'm so angry. It's been two months of arguing and pushing the cleaner's insurance, my insurance, the hoa insurance. No payments have been made and no work has started. The house is still in shambles. I'm sick of cleaning it because the ceiling is exposed in places and plaster keeps falling everywhere. My CRAWLING child has no place to safely play. She crawls in the small space between the bed and the walls and then plays on the bed. I want to hulk smash everything.
Now I don't now if I'm supposed to do the dishes tomorrow. He asked me if I could wash them while I was off, "as a courtesy." I don't want to. But I don't want to look forward to a fight every night either.
If I were home all day, I would. But I'm not. I plan to be out tomorrow until at least 4 and the same on Friday.
Tuck that noise. As a courtesy he can sleep on the poop couch.
Now I don't now if I'm supposed to do the dishes tomorrow. He asked me if I could wash them while I was off, "as a courtesy." I don't want to. But I don't want to look forward to a fight every night either.
If I were home all day, I would. But I'm not. I plan to be out tomorrow until at least 4 and the same on Friday.
As a courtesy? Nope. I'd fight all day every day after he left you with the poop couch and Bailey uncrated. I'm extra salty on your behalf, I'm running after my boys and my sick GSD today. If my H asked for a courtesy I'd staple his mouth shut so he couldn't piss me off more.
Post by ciescalove on Jul 12, 2016 21:01:36 GMT -5
It's totally going to bite me in the ass somehow, but I'm feeling so smug right now... Both younger kids in bed and asleep by 8:24. Not a single tear. Bedtime is a struggle ALWAYS with the 4 year old, so I was pleasantly surprised to come down from laying the baby down to find her asleep.
H never has this luck because he makes things so difficult then gets frustrated super quick and they feed off of it. He's off at some races tonight, so I texted a pic of our sleeping 4 year old at 8:25 haha