Monday, August 30, 2010
As if a dead battery. A dead dryer. A repairman who was a no call no show and a non productive "free standing" clothesline hunt wasn't enough....when I got home from the laundramat after drying three loads of soggy clothes (I'd washed them in anticipation of having dryer working again this afternoon) wasn't enough, I decided to color my hair.
Oh, I'd already whacked it off...it wasn't behaving this morning, so "I'll fix YOU!" she said with sharp scissors in hand... Now that same home alone crazed woman opted to do something with the drabs. Ah HA! Loreal has a 10 minute fix. Nice. Same color I used a few weeks ago that didn't last. Oh well, 10 minutes. Worth a shot.
I am now a short haired dark auburn brunette. NEVER in my life has my hair been this dark. And it is Sunday night at 11:20 p.m. Should I call in sick tomorrow? Or perhaps when I wake up this will all have been a dream?
How did I manage as a single parent? It is a miracle I have a son who is an outstanding parent, extremely sucessful in the business world, a good husband, an amazing athlete, and who still likes me. I am a mess....
But you know, I have a feeling by the time hubby comes home on Thursday, this will all have blown over and he'll walk into a house that seems to be functioning normally (and hopefully sees a wife who's hair has faded a LOT in three days!)
Gotta keep laughing...
Sunday, August 29, 2010
Just want to make it clear, I was in no way driving when I was on the phone. I was sitting in a car, with the fan on, just to stay cool...just in case anyone thought that was the problem....
GREAT day today. I did my Scarlett O'Hara routine, and let stuff wait until tomorrow. heh heh. I picked up the grandkids early (and yes, the car started right up) and got them all prettied up to see 42nd Street. It was a GREAT production. One of the best I have ever seen in the round. The six year old has the soul of a dancer....and has been gifted with a body that captures all the grace and natural movement necessary for ballet. She loves it, and I have never seen a child that takes so naturally to the dance. Her lines, her carriage. Phenominal. AND she is now taking tap as well, so the minute the show started, she was on the edge of her seat, grinning ear to ear, loving every moment...taking it ALL in. The 8 year old, now going on 16, was a little aloof, but I caught her laughing when she thought no one was looking. She later told her dad the show was AMAZING, the best one she has ever seen!
We swam, watched Nanny McPhee, and then snuggled on the couch. They left, Hubby called (he is having a wonderful trip....) and now I am checking emails and heading to bed. I will hit Home Depot and Lowe's tomorrow for clotheslines. And then there is the laundry basket and clothespins...
When we bought this house a year ago, I wanted to put up a clothesline first thing. Didn't happen. Now, out of necessity. I am really glad in a lot of ways. Energy conservation is #1. Since we didn't get a hybrid car, I can at least minimize the use of the dryer....and with our whole house fan (and a cooler than normal summer) we've cut WAY back on A/C. Many days I don't use it at all.
100% on plan again. That is 36 consecutive days...
Saturday, August 28, 2010
For 15 years, I was a single parent.
It all came back to me yesterday....
My hubby left in the morning for a road trip with the guys. I slept in, and then decided I would take it easy and save heavy housework for later in the day...plan A.
Reality? I threw in a load of clothes, and when they were in the dryer, it stopped mid cycle. Our breaker has been tripping lately, so I went out, flipped it back on. Dead Dryer. Again. Again...get the picture? So now there is a dryer full of soggy clothes. AND in the meantime, I was invited to a hard hat tour of the new community performing arts center. I knew I would be with some pretty prestigious people, and figured my furlough Friday levis and t-shirt would not be appropriate...but everything that fits was dirty! YIKES! I dug deep and found a midlle of the road casual, that would accomodate the sturdy shoes look so I could leave Thud at home.
On my way. Clothes still soggy. I'll deal with them later. I was picked up at a predetermined parking lot to carpool.
The facility is amazing. Absolutely amazing. But that is for another day.
Three hours later, I was dropped off in front of my car. Said goodbyes and confirmed next meeting. On my own again, and I couldn't find my keys. Nowhere in my purse. No pockets. Not in my shoes, my bra, or or the seat of the car. Panic setting in. It is still light, I say, and I do have AAA. And out of nowhere, I opened the car door. What? Did I leave it unlocked? And then....I saw them....IN THE IGNITION! What? How did that happen? Then I remembered. I was on the phone, when my ride showed up a few minutes early. It was hot so I sat in the car with the engine off, fan on...I scrambled to pick up my belongings, hang up the phone, and jump into the other car...and somehow in all of this, I forgot to shut the car off and take the keys with me. I DO remember consciously checking to lock the car. And I learned something else about our new car. You can't lock it if the keys are in the ignition...
So here I am. Car now with dead battery, and me thanking God that it is still there. Windows were partially down. Key in the ignition. We're talking a Lexus here. It was a miracle and a testament to the community I live in that it was still sitting in the busy parking lot.
It was still light when I got home, but barely. After dropping the pasta sauce on the kitchen floor and shattering it, looking on line for where the heck I can find a clothesline to install today, and then remembering I have the grandkids all day and theater tickets. I cleaned up the floor. Left the soggy clothes. And went to bed. And hopefully the car will start this morning.
I remember. AND am grateful beyond words....
Asking a special blessing for all the single moms, and ALL the women who maintain their own homes....
PS. In all of this I did not break plan. ONCE. I lost 2 more pounds overnight. Go figure.
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Rough day today...had what was anticipated by many to be a very rough conference call, with major players on "the other side" and me, the new kid on the block, being challenged for my reviews of their programs, policies, etc and requiring them to make some significant changes...I was having GI upset, and all I could think about was FOOD! I was hungry from the moment I woke up.
I had a plan to go out to lunch. Previewed the menu and had the appropriate salad all picked out. When I got there, it was SUCH a disappointment.
When I got home, I told my hubby I was crabby, and not to give me grief about ANYTHING. Bless his heart. He just gave me space...and I felt so much better.
I broke my plan tonight. First time in over 30 days. But I did it with steamed cauliflower and melted cheese...I guess about 150 calories over...and a few carbs, but you know what? I "needed" it. And I enjoyed every bite.
I struggled all day, to keep away from the cookies at work. The crepe that my friend was eating at lunch (and yes, she was kind enough to offer 1/2 to me, AND potatoes. When I got home, I immediately went to the fridge and there was nothing there, so I poured myself a big glass of water. Self talked my way into a better space, and when hubby ate dinner, I joined him with the cauliflower.
So I am proud, even though there was a slight deviation. It was healthy. And Ahhhh...it tasted SO good. In the "old days" I would have gone out for a pint of HaaganDaz and some cookies. Cauliflower. Probably better than chocolate, right?
And my avatar? I changed it over the weekend....and when I logged into my page, and saw it, I just felt better.
Friday, August 20, 2010
Four weeks and down 15.2 pounds. Very little exercise during this time, due to Thud holding me down. And still 15.2 pounds gone. Amazing.
What I am realizing is what a hold food has on me. I still think about it from the moment I get up until the moment before I go to bed, unless I am deliberately focusing my attention elsewhere. Unbelievable! I am not wild about the concept of Medifast, and I know it isn't permanent, but it sure does bring some things to the forefront...whew! Reality has such a way of slamming into me.
I am also aware how many people LOVE this stuff. All the artificial flavors, sweeteners (gag) etc. I hear people RAVE about the brownies, the bars (all of which leave a hideous aftertaste in my mouth...so much so that I cannot eat them at all!) Leads me to believe that we, in this country, have strayed so far from the natural way of feeding ourselves...that for a lot of people, synthetic sugar, vitamin and mineral supplements, artificial flavoring, highly processed foods are the norm...what a SAD state of affairs (SAD not only meaning depressing but Standard American Diet)
I am longing for the day that I can eat fruit and whatever veggies I choose. And brown rice. And sweet potatoes. And so on. But til then, I am remaining disciplined, breaking old binge habits, enjoying the feeling of controlling what goes into my mouth (Any of you who know me knows my belief is that we really only have control of two things in our lives...what goes in to our mouths and what comes out of our mouths...) I know I have a long way to go, and feel like I am back to baby steps once again...in food rehab so to speak. I will do this right. And til the end. Because I cut the string on the yo yo.
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