Wednesday, April 24, 2013
Sir Steppington and I had a chat today. He was mocking me, as always. Making me feel guilty for burning less calories doing the WII game than doing steps on him. We managed to come to an agreement (if you can imagine a fat lady and a half-step reaching a peace treaty). I even showed my good faith in the new found peace, by stepping for 30 minutes straight! (I also played WII bowling for 30 minutes but that was before the peace treaty of Steppington occurred).
I stayed well within calorie range today- I think it was due to not having any food in the house at all (payday is not for 2 days). I felt good enough to try to quit smoking. . . Will see how that works out for me...
I managed 10- 8 ounce glasses of water again today. I am going through a bottle of water drops every 4 days at this rate. Not cheap, but not as unhealthy as my addiction to soda.
I found a courage dog for the daughter in a drawer. She instantly disliked him, of course. So, I told her his name and his courageous story of being trapped at the bottom of a toy drawer for ages, never losing hope that someone would find him and love him. Offered to take him back, and she snatched him right up and put him in her pocket. Hooray for Earwig the Courage dog.
I have been with my husband for nearly 16 years now. We married 5 years ago tomorrow. When I reminded him, he rolled his eyes. I know how tight money is, and I told him that I wanted only to take my exam as an anniversary gift, and I'd like him to take his test (he has another networking one to take). And that would be sufficient anniversary gifts. He seemed alright with it. (he is the type that on Mother's day will explain that I am not HIS mother and then go out the morning of Mother's day with the kid to shop for something I would like).
With the daughter turning 10 soon, I believe I am going through a phase. I told husband I wanted another child and the look of horror was quite readable on his face. He is in his 40's and by the time a second child got out of the house he'd be almost 60. My weight and the fact that I can not have kids is a letdown of course. I know it is just because my baby is getting older so, I am trying to think of something else (besides investing in another child) that would occupy that need to baby something. Our dogs are 11 now, and neither of them do much else but sleep and eat and wander around the house after me hoping I drop something tasty.Hope I think of something soon, it is a lonely and depressing thing, wanting a baby, but knowing you can't have one. (maybe I just need a hobby)