Tuesday, August 12, 2008
I have lots to say - be afraid, be very afraid.
The last entry told about my fridge passing away...which it finally did, poor thing, while we were away camping. But let me digress a moment, because camping was an adventure itself. We rode out one of the worst storms EVER - I thought a twister was coming...no joke.
Back to the fridge...I said that when this fridge died, I was going to get my ultimate dream fridge...of course there are height issues, LOL - nothing is easy. On the hunt to 6 different stores in 2 hours, we came to the conclusion that we would have to move the restricting cabinet up about 3 inches to get a decent fridge...so today, DH did just that!! (easier than he thought) and then he went and got my dream fridge! (to be installed tomorrow - thank God above)
But the story gets better...As I was unpacking, I broke my mirror. I'm usually not suspicious, but for some reason, something is off and it seems to have started with the stupid mirror. First the fridge not fitting in the space, OK, that is normal. Then my horrorscope, as I will call it today, was not nice at all. Doom was on the wind. I usually blow that off too, but I fell off the wagon camping, HARD, and I was struggling back to get on (which is hard with no fridge) when the day just flooded upon me like a tidal wave. Here we go:
Crap #1 - I called daycare....they raised the price almost $50 from last year. For each kid!! This is Long Island, I'm not even going to say the prices because you will upchuck, like I did.
#2 - You might ask, where did you put the food from your broken fridge? Well...in the ANCIENT fridge in the basement, of course! Nothing like going up and down a flight of stairs to get your kids' milk & juice every 10 seconds. Such darlings! And next to that ancient fridge is an ancient freezer on an ancient extension cord my dad rigged up about 30 years ago. No BS, I swear.
#3 - Getting the latest milk at 7pm tonight, I grabbed the handle to the ancient fridge in the basement and got a shock up my arm! Stupid me was like - huh? and went for the door with my other hand....shock #2 up the arm. DUH!! DH was down in the cellar with me, and shut the breaker off. The ancient basement fridge is done too! That one at least went out with a bang! LOL
#4 - The ancient freezer is AOK, but the ancient extension cord is BURNED OUT...I'm talking fried. So is the plug it was plugged in to. The thing sent sparks out last year, so I'm not surprised. Why didn't we replace those last year, you ask? Because we are lazy dummies, that is why! Let the house burn down - there you go!! How stupid are we?! Put a big fat L on my forehead please.
#5 - Working out did not happen again today - the wagon is speeding and I'm running hard (in my mind) to get back on, but nothing is getting me going. My AM workouts fizzled. I liked them a lot - got it done and over with in the morning and didn't have to think about it for the rest of the day...why did it fizzle? It wasn't a routine, that is why, just a try. I need to establish that again and then I'll feel better.
#6 - I ate whatever the hell I wanted today and I didn't care. Well, I care, but I made poor choiced instead of the healthy choices. It wasn't a whole lot of choices to choose from....it was Chinese for dinner that killed me and no fruits and veggies because the lack of fridge. I don't even want to calculate it on my log - that is how crappy I feel about it. I don't have to see the number of cals, I know what it is - over. period. Was it emotional eating? partly YES....partly hunger. I felt like a bottomless pit.
#7 - Maintenance is like being thrown into a big sea with no life preserver. Tread water....go ahead...keep going...getting tired?....too bad....keep treading....keep it up...what? your tired? still?....too bad....keep going...keep that nose out of the water....keep treading....you want to live, right?....keep treading...
Before "Maintenance" and "GOAL" - the weightloss kept you going. That pound, that inch lost was golden! Now it is a little bit like being lost in the sea, trying to find your way to land....balance normal exercise with the healthy eating habits. Being Ms. Done is fun, too, but I have to add that fun into my day too. The balance board is swaying back & forth instead of being steady.
Between work, kids, wife, Ms. Done (that gets in too because it is important to me), visiting family & friends...I feel like I lost...me. So when my mirror broke, it was not the mirror really...it was me.
Today was that uber crappy emotional day that happens every so often. Money issues, family issues, daycare issues, work issues, career issues, PMS...name an issue and throw it on the pile, I don't care anymore. The broken mirror started it and the shock by the fridge ended it. I'm done. Sometimes, we have to throw up our hands and surrender.
Tomorrow is a new day and it will be better than today. Things always work out in the end, and most times, they do. I set my alarm for 5:30am and now I am going to bed. I'm waking up and hitting the TM.
I threw out that mirror the other day...I guess some shards were left on the floor to cut my feet a little bit. It's time to vacuum really well and buy a new mirror.