Laundry, Schedules and Other Interesting Topics

Been meaning to update in here for awhile, but actually being able to find the time and the desire and the words to write down has been beyond me for weeks.  So, it is 2:37 AM, a time when I should be snuggled up in bed, toasty and asleep.  For some reason my brain decided to snap back to attention at 1:30 AM.  Instead of fighting it, I came out into the living room thinking I would be super woman and write something in here.  Instead I started doing the inevitable Internet surfing, in which I find myself looking at random pictures of Maine Coons and catching up on my favorite blogs written by other people. 

Tomorrow I don't go to work until noon.  This house is a WRECK.  I have ambitious plans of doing many loads of laundry, cleaning everything, vacuuming and scrubbing and making this place sparkle all before I leave the house.  If nothing else, I will make a big enough dent in the wreckage so that when I walk through the door upon returning from work, I won't get that fight or flight response I had today when I got home.

I was so on top of all of this too!  For the last couple of weeks I have been following a schedule religiously.  There are days for working for the business to chip away at the list our accountant gave me and balance QB. Days for cleaning the house and doing laundry. This all mixed in with working at my part time job and getting back into my regular running/exercise schedule, while still making sure the kid's homework is done, their rooms are being cleaned, groceries are bought, and meals are created.  Things were under control!!  I was giving myself pats on the back for the consistent organization that I'd accomplished in my life for many many days in a row. 

This weekend my dad got really sick and had to be hospitalized.  I spent most of the weekend over there with him, trading off and on with my siblings until he felt well enough to leave today.  He still doesn't feel awesome, but he's happy to be out of the hospital (he's staying at my sister's house for now).  It was a pretty chaotic weekend for all of us.  Lots of sleep deprivation and taking care of things more important than laundry and cleaning stuff.  Oh well, those things always wait for me.

Besides the craziness of this weekend, I am feeling better (since my last couple of blog posts).  The vitamins, candida cleanse, running, and getting rescheduled in life all seem to have finally kicked in.  Just in time for winter, which was what I hoped would happen.  I think I will survive in one piece now.  Another thing that I just started about two and a half weeks ago (with Shannon) is a workout called Body Pump.  It is a brutal workout that engages all muscle groups with thousands of reps to music for about an hour just a couple times a week.  I feel so much mentally clearer since I started going.  The hour of pain is definitely worth it.

Different topic... We took the kids to a pool party last night.  Lots of their (and our) friends were there, and it was super fun.  A great way to avoid being at home on halloween night!  Mental note: must do this again next year.

Well, this has been a lot of rambling.  It's been fun, but I think I am tired now.  Gonna go to bed and hope for a fabulous four hours of sleep before I get up again and start kicking butt (maybe) and get reschedulized.

Stuff and Junk

Our 11 year anniversary is this weekend! Yay us!  This is one of my most favorite times of the year, because we always try to get away to do something fun.  Last year, Derrick surprised me with a trip to Maui for our 10th- it was such a sweet get-away for us.  We'd never been on a major trip anywhere with just the two of us (that's what'll happen when you do the whole getting pregnant three months after getting married-even now we have two little voices huffing around when we take off for our just mom and dad time which only happens a couple times a year).  No Hawaii this year, but we are going to go to Whitefish for four days to do some skiing, and whatever else we feel like doing.  I'm going to bring my painting stuff and try to finish one of the projects that's been staring me down for a year, or at least chip away at it a little bit... maybe bring a good book to hunker down with (not too long though- my getting too deep into a book brings out Derrick's inner cat like qualities in which he wants to snatch said book out of my hand and rip it to shreds to bring me back to reality with him).  Either way, it'll be four days of peace and quiet, and I can not wait.

I'm contemplating running this morning.  I really should.  It is 22.5 degrees outside.  When I ran out there on Sunday, it was around 25 degrees and it was actually pretty bearable (bareable?  I'll use "bearable" because only a bear should have to live in conditions like this, because he's the only one that gets to hibernate).  I had to coat my face with vaseline-like sunscreen to keep my face from turning purple from the cold air (SUCH a pretty look), but it was still okay out there.  Yesterday it was only 15 degrees and I refused to even attempt it- I ran three miles on the treadmill instead.  SOOOO hard to treadmill it after being a free-range runner outside.  I promised myself I wouldn't make myself do more than two or three miles at a time on that thing.  Anyways, not sure about my commitment to get out there and run today.  We shall see.

Bought a bunch of vitamins yesterday- a good multi and some iron (to help with being so stinkin' COLD after every run, no matter what the weather is) that isn't supposed to make me get sick, and some 5-HTP that is good for preserving sanity during winter months. Also bought a homeopathic remedy called Ignatia that is supposed to help get through emotional trauma.  A lot of my family is using it with good results, wanted to try it myself.Click here to see what ignatia does.

Heather and her kiddies came over last night.  She brought some snowman cupcakes for the kids that were almost too cute to eat:) It was so great to spend time with my friend.  Must do more of that!!!!