Sunday, September 16, 2012
Husband's coming home tomorrow morning.
That is GOOD.
I'm at the end of my metaphorical rope here. I'm just out of energy, out of strength, out of patience.
I'm turning what energy I have to the dining room project. It's a big one; I decided I wanted to surprise my husband by cleaning up one of the largest clutter zones in the entire house, the dining room. It's a gigantic mess (and when I'm done... yes, I'll post pictures) but it's something that's been a huge mental and physical barrier to good health in our home. So I figured I'd help him with his stated goals of decluttering our home by giving him a major boost to getting started. I haven't been sleeping well anyway, and I don't anticipate tonight being any different, so it'll be good to be productive instead of lying in bed watching late night TV.
The girls have been a little aggravating today, but I suspect that's my own depression rearing its head. I really, really need to get to the gym; but that's not in the cards for at least the next 24 hours. I'll try and figure out a way to workout here at home. Maybe I'll inflate that exercise ball I bought a while back and actually use it. There's some ball workouts on Sparkpeople, afterall.
I wish I could stream those on the XBox.
Alright, so back to the grindstone.