Friday, November 25, 2011

Word Verification is Back On!

I know it annoys the pants off of many of you however, I have gotten spammed pretty heavily in the past few days and I am turning it back on till it calms down.  My getting spammed makes you guys vulnerable to spamming too.  I hope you like/love me enough to put up with the word verification.   I promise I am not hiding--- I have a couple of posts brewing.  I am however, in the home stretch of having my new house fully cleaned, organized, and unpacked (even the garage!!!).  This completed task will be bumping up on Christmas decorating.  My goal is to have everything done by the end of the month so I can resume my normal eating/exercising plan in December.  I have given myself a month off of watching my food and exercising.  I can really feel the lack of exercise.  Dec 1= back on the wagon!!!

I hope you all had delightful Turkey Days.  And for all you Black Friday Crazies--- hope you got lots of great deals and didn't lose all hope for humanity in the process.

Much love---  chat you soon!!!!!

Monday, November 14, 2011

I Fell Into A Cardboard Box.......

and have only barely managed to climb out.   I just wanted to check in and give a quick update.

I have about half of our new house unpacked a process that would be going much faster if the woman who lived here before wasn't nasty as all hell.  Okay, I know I have beat the "this bitch was filthy" drum so that everyone can hear it. And I am sure many of you are wondering if I the house was actually dirty or am I just a psychotically clean nutbag that chases people around my house with a Dustbuster?

YES-- it really was that dirty.  There really isn't an excuse to leave someone else's property in this condition especially when you have moved all your shizz out and giving the place a moderate scrubbing wouldn't be THAT difficult.   ( I really wish I had taken a picture of what I cleaned up from the 3 inch area around the guest toilet---  you would have all lost weight last week because you wouldn't have wanted to eat for 3 days!!! So gross)     As for my compulsive need for cleanliness, I am really not that psycho about clean and, for the most part, I don't judge other peoples houses. (But this house was out of control and past the point of any reasonable excuse.)   I am not secretly whipping out a white glove to check the status of your bathroom sink.  What I am psycho about is order and organization-- I can't stand clutter.  I also find that once one is able to achieve some measure of order and organization---  keeping clean isn't that difficult.   Long story short I really resent having to clean up someone else's filth.

On a brighter note, I finally weighed myself for the first time in 2 weeks.  The scale rang up 194.4-- whew *wipes sweat off forehead* which is approx a 3lb loss since my last weigh in.  I had been avoiding the scale like crazy for over a week -- the first week I couldn't have weighed if I wanted because the scale was in a box, the second week was just pure avoidance.  As a general rule, I don't weigh myself daily -- for me, I find that it causes more problems than it solves.  In an effort to improve my mental health along with my physical health, I try to not let my mood and happiness be ruled by the # on scale.  I find that if I weigh myself daily I end up beating myself up unnecessarily for what often amounts to fluctuations due to water retention or being constipated.  And really, should your psyche have to take a beating because your colon is being a slacker??

I have avoided weighing myself the past couple weeks because A) I have been eating junk and not working out and B) If I did have a gain there really wasn't shit I could do about it with all my stuff crammed into a cardboard box.   My first reaction was total disbelief because all I could think about were our food choices of late ---- but then I thought about my refrigerator that is crammed with take out boxes of meals that I had to bring home because I could only eat a 1/4 of what was served to me.  And once again,  I thought about how much I love my band.


Tuesday, November 8, 2011

The World's Prettiest Barf Bag

We had to travel back to the city we just moved from to tie up some loose ends. We decided to grab lunch at our favorite Thai restaurant because there is no Thai food within a 100 miles of the new hometown. I knew better than to get the Pad See Ew but it is my favorite and I haven't ordered it in ages because the rice noodles and I don't get along so much these days. I usually get the Tom Yum soup because it's broth based so it's easy on the calories but contains just enough solid bits to fill me up. I should have gotten the soup. Rice noodles still hate me. I thought I had learned but sometimes you gotta get punched in the nose to be reminded. Fortunately, I had this gift bag full of gift tissue handy in the car because I got about 5.8 secs notice that the rice noodles would be leaving the building.

Monday, November 7, 2011

5k Fail & Shout Out

First off,   thank-you to all of you who are still keeping up with me. I am sorry if I am not getting back with comments, but you all are definitely making me smile.   I have a feeling I will be pretty MIA for a little while longer.  We are still trying to get all our crap out of boxes.  This is being limited by the fact that I am having to scrub and scour every room from top to bottom before unloading anything in to it.  ( I have used a WHOLE can of Scrubbing Bubbles and I still have half a bathroom to clean!!! These people were disgusting!!!)   It is also being limited by the fact that the homeowner's are having laminate flooring installed (mainly, because the previous tenants trashed the carpet.)  and the installers were overly ambitious about how quickly they could get the floors installed.  So I have boxes of uninstalled flooring in the living room until tomorrow.  Hopefully, once that is done-- it will be balls to the wall unpacking.


I wanted to add another quick note--  If you have a minute stop by and pet on RockBand Barbie. She is my fellow TN gal and today is her surgery day.  I would love for her to come out of her anesthesia haze to tons of happy thoughts.

Now, let's chitty chat about how the move is affecting my band lifestyle.   Well, today marks a whole week since my last exercise.  (Sounds like confession, huh?)   I feel crappy about it because I miss doing it, but I don't feel too bad about it because slinging boxes and being on my feet for 20 hrs a day for 4 days straight has got be burning at least a few calories, right?  The 5k, on the other hand, did not happen for us.  Whatever made us think that signing up for a 5k the same weekend that we moved was nothing short of delusional.  By the time I went to bed on Friday night, I was barely capable of a coherent sentence.  When I woke up Saturday, I was barely able to move.  I ended up going back to bed and sleeping till 4:30pm.

My diet has been pretty poor this past week and I don't see it getting any better until my kitchen is fully functioning.  I am okay with this....kinda.  I don't like eating things that are less than nourishing, but I know that this is not the norm.  In a way, the fact that I am so frustrated with eating crappy food is its own roundabout NSV.  I am refusing to beat myself up about this.  I am just doing the best I can in a less than ideal situation.  Right now, I am just taking a pause trying to get our lives back in order and organized-- the sooner I do that-- the sooner I can get everything back on the rails.  This is just a momentary distraction.

I am gonna go unpack a box now.  Later!!

Thursday, November 3, 2011

10 Things Thursday- Moving Day Edition

Here is my 10 Things Thursday *hat tip* Laura Belle 


1) As I type this the moving guys are loading up our Uhaul truck.

2) For the first time I am not self conscious of hiring moving men to load my moving truck.  We have hired folks to load/unload our moving trucks in the past, this time I don't feel like they are looking at The Hubs and I like we are a couple of fat asses who are too lazy to load our own damn truck.  They may think I am lazy---- but at least it's not because I am fat. :)

3)  We hire loader/unloader guys to move our stuff because it would take The Hubs and I 3 days to do what takes these guys 3 hours.  Not because we are slow but because for every 1 we actual load/unload stuff we have 6 hours of discussions/negotiations about how the truck should be loaded.  It's just better all around for our relationship if we don't do it ourselves.

4)  I am on my 2nd 20+ hr long day running on about 4 hrs sleep.  I am about to effin' collapse.  I have had so much coffee that when I pee my bathroom smells like a Starbucks.

5)  My kitchen has been "closed" for 3 days.  I have been living on fast food/take out for 3 days.  I would punch someone in the colon right now for a grilled chicken breast and some steamed broccoli, yet, the more exhausted I get, the worse my food choices are.

6) Did I mention that it is raining like pigs and chickens here today?  Really?  It hasn't rained in 3 weeks but it has to rain on the day that my less than 1yr old sofa has to go outside and play??

7) I have been avoiding Facebook like the plague today. Mainly because I haven't been super vocal about our move.  We have moved a lot in the past few years because of jobs and I don't want to be bombarded with questions about our job status (for the record The Hubs isn't changing jobs, since he works from home we have flexibility in where we live.)  More importantly, I am exhausted to my core (see #4) and when I get tired I lose what little ability I have to filter myself ---  0 Filter + 1 Facebook = 0 Facebook Friends (Just a little social algebra.)

8) I just got finished cleaning my bathroom.  I am more that just a little bit high on bleach fumes at the moment.  (That explains so much about this post.)  I had to bleach out the shower because our apartment people are total punks and I will be damned if they deduct from my deposit because there is mildew in the shower grout.

9) The asshat-ery of my apartment management is the main reason I am channeling my anal retentive tendencies toward cleaning this apartment.  However, the house we are moving into is gonna require a thorough napalming and top to bottom magic erasing. This is because the bitch ass trick who lived there before us decided to trash the place and bug out.  The house is owned by some childhood friends of my husband (who had to move out of town to maintain their jobs but had to rent out their house that won't sell). Since we were in a similar situation not too long ago, (and we know how hard that can be on a budget) we didn't make a big stink about them paying someone to professionally clean it.

10)  Speaking of anal retention and movement.  Thanks to my lack of sleep and stellar fast food diet I am constipated as all hell.  Nothing can make me feel crappy (haha!) like being constipated AND I can't take anything because I do not have the luxury of sitting on the toerliet for the next 3 days.