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Day 70 - Fitting health into a whirlwind of a life

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Well, I have now attended my first two classes of grad school. One Monday night and one Tuesday night. The classes themselves were not stressful. Far from it. But the family events that occurred during the classes were incredibly stressful. The funny thing is that although I have done this before - worked, gone to school, and been mommy - it's not the same. Nowhere near. I thought this time it would be even easier because I'm not single mommy. I'm married mommy. But, even though I love my husband dearly and he is a help, his way of dealing with things is an incredible hindrance.

I got texts all day long about what he should make for the kids for dinner. He had two options - grilled cheese or hamburgers. I make this decision every night of every week with multiple options and I don't ask the others to tell me what to do.
Then, it was e-mails at work about whether or not he should take my son to the gym with him and my daughter or if he should just skip the gym. Again, I have my opinion, but it's up to him. Quit asking me to decide things for you!

And yesterday, our ferret was sick. So, I called the only ferret vet in town and they could get him in at 5 pm. He was sick enough, he needed to go as soon as possible. I had to be in class at 6pm in a town 1 hour from the vet's office. It finally worked out that my husband could get him there and stay, but it was 30 minutes of scrambling to try to figure out what to do because he couldn't just commit to a plan of action. Then it was texts all night about what he should feed the kids since he wouldn't have time to cook those cheeseburgers.

Before, I had a schedule and I had to do everything. Nobody else to ask for help. But nobody else to consult or to bug the $&#* out of me. In the middle of all of this, I am trying to eat healthy and succeeding for the most part. But, as far as getting in some exercise, it as been stalled for the last few days. And that is what I need most, besides the massage I scheduled to work out the knotted muscles in my back and shoulders. emoticon

So, in all, school is not stressful. My husband is stressful. And when I try to talk to him about it, I get "But I'm trying to help". I understand and appreciate it. But it's not really helping if I'm being sucked into drama that shouldn't be there! I'm a "Just do it and get it done" kind of girl. Not an obsess about how and worry about if kind. Super great, but super frustrating, that he is. Especially at a time when I don't have the time to deal with it.
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CEKER9 8/24/2011 9:02PM

    Take a deep breath and relax... a few years down the road you will laugh about it! Relax and laugh about it now.

Actually if you journal down the incidents now, in a few years you could have a "killer" stand-up routine and a great book! (and incidentally a great deal of money!)

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DIXIED88 8/24/2011 1:52PM

    I so totally understand!! Hubby is the same way! My advice: Put a list of dinners available on a marker board on the fridge (update on grocery day and erase as eaten). Have at least one or two quick and easy and a couple more complicated (I've even put Pizza Hut on there when we had a $10 credit). Tell him to make whatever's on the list that he wants. You don't care as long as the children are fed! LOL!

I actually put a list of dinners including sides and a list of snacks. It started when I got tired of "we don't have anything to make" or "there's nothing to eat". Apparently people can't see the meals from the ingredients (forest for the trees, much?). I've even went as far as to put recipes beside the list with a magnet. It works for us and it makes it easy for me too when I'm deciding "what's for dinner".

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DIVALADY 8/24/2011 9:46AM

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