My Afflation

So earlier this morning I threw out a question and got a ton of responses. But first, some background: It's been almost a year since I publicly posted that I was ready to lose weight. And in that time I have managed to ... add " Eat to Live " to my wish list. I've also bought about 10 different books from Amazon but not that one (Lazy 1: Me 0) I've also gained 5-10 lbs depending on the time of the month (ladies, can I get an "Amen"?). I know a HUGE contributing factor is that I am a desk jockey. When I ran a daycare we got out everyday, even during the rainy season (ok, maybe not, but I know I didn't keep 8 kids cooped up inside my house and I remember washing a lot of towels...) ... I digress, I started gaining weight like mad when I closed my daycare and started working a desk job again. I have a 90-120 minute commute everyday, I work 8-10 hours per day (yay for OT at the moment) and I like my sleep. I don't get enough as it is. My mother ...

You know, taking a decent photo a day gets hard when none of your cameras work. This was taken with my L18 with the cracked screen . I had to take it three times and I'm still not quite happy with the result, but c'est la vie . School starts tomorrow for the kids and I have other things to get to. Today, like many other days, time got away from me. Tends to happen between insomnia and mild depression/ennui/lack of desire to participate in life. Time gets away from me a lot. I'm either not interested in participating in something, or I get distracted from being on task, or I get completely absorbed in something. There is no middle ground nor balance it seems. Time Management does not exist in my personal vocabulary, though not for lack of trying. I'm going to try again this year. I'm going to put some actual, cognitive, focused effort into paying attention to my time and not letting it get away from me, for any reason.

I am always in pain because it's a fact of my life now. I can deal with the dull, low throbbing. That I can ignore and get on with my life with generally no problem. Then there are days when I hurt everywhere. I wake up in pain. Most often in my back, but lately my back, neck, shoulders, hips, and sometimes hands just HURT! And that much thoracic pain usually causes my IBS to act up. What a way to start the morning. Every morning. And Lord please, the days when my IBS acts up when I am commuting. THAT'S THE WORST, the most mortifyinghorribleembarrasing moments of my life, mainly because I think I have gotten off scott-free for the day. And then, BAM! make a run for the bathroom, the nearest bathroom, any bathroom.   A lot of my stress and high anxiety are caused by my chronic pain and vice versa. A never-ending cycle (not to be confused with the Never-Ending Story ). My chronic pain could be a symptom of clinical depression, but I haven't been diagnosed as s...

joy showed an interest in developing a green thumb and i got about 15lbs of fruit which my children will devour post-haste. and i stayed within budget! the star of Bethlehem flowers were the most expensive, well and the 2lbs of cherries.

For those of you have been on the net for a while, you may remember getting the Darwin Award emails on a regular basis. I had no idea that they were still around. So ... for your viewing pleasure ....

I think I need a dictionary at work. My vocabulary isn't as big as I thought it was. Just look at the scores.

I can't remember. Didn't I tell you about that? Are you sure? Did I do that? I thought I did. I am really hating the hallucinations/vivid dreams. This morning I had to ask my housemate if I had gotten up this morning and cooked. Because I dreamed it had happened, in detail and pretty much in the order that I later did it. I have full conversations that I remember. I dream/remember doing tasks that I am confused about later when I see that they are not done. And of course, my quality of sleep has started to suffer. Just earlier this morning I was falling asleep at my desk. I'm now drinking (guzzling) a Caramel Mocha frappacino in the hopes that I will wake up. And I have been gently reminded to stop surfing except on breaks. Back to the grind -- Annette Sargent "Women and cats will do as they please, and men and dogs should relax and get used to the idea."  -Robert A. Heinlein 12:20 PM AND I CAN'T STOP FIDGETING!!!!!!!!!!!

I was looking for the forward about women needing wives ... because I really needed one tonight. Came across this instead Why I Need a Wife (Jane Schlosser) In a perfect world, every woman would have a wife . Unfortunately, there is no such world, but I still need a wife. I have asked for a wife for years. Every time my family says, “What do you want for your birthday: Mother’s Day, Christmas, Valentine’s Day, or Easter.” I smile and respond, “A wife.” They smile sweetly and respond, “No, really, Mom. What do you want?” I do not understand why they will not believe me. I am very serious. “I want a wife!” I want someone who will sort, wash, fold and put away the laundry, so I can pretend these things magically appear in their proper place on a weekly basis. If she could mend and iron, that would be even better. One Christmas, I included my own letter to Santa along with the children’s letters. It was not a long letter, only one request, but he did not answer. I am not sure if Sant...

(more than too much hair, which is manageable now) Ever get overwhelmed and let something slip through the cracks? Ah well. I have more mail than I care to admit, snail and e- that I need to get sorted and responded to. Not enough time in the day. For all you dog owners out there, you'll be happy to know that Zoe's teething is driving me NUTS!!!! I need like a gallon of bitter apple. And now for my shower ... I hate getting up at 4:30.