Thursday, April 9, 2020

In Which I Create Leaf Mountain and Replace a Tiny Table

Today I didn't roll out of bed until noon.  NOON!  I'm surprised my family let me sleep that long.

Nothing but leaves.
Of course I had ended up with both kids in bed with me again last night.  Somehow I even slept after that.

I think sheer physical exhaustion has caught up with me.  The tooth ache and UTI are not helping to be sure.

My husband is feeling a little bad the past couple of days, so I fixed the kids lunch, then took them for one of our 2 daily walks.

So, later today I thought I'd be clever and get a head start on cleaning the yard for Easter.

The kids like to hunt eggs on easter.  A LOT.  Over and over and over they hunt the eggs on easter.  They hunt them in their Nanna's yard, then in her house then in our yard, and in our house.

My yard is a mess.  It hasn't been raked since last summer, and it like a minefield of dog poop cause I'm not scooping it like a good dog mommy.

So I decide to go out there and rake today.

And I'm raking, and I have one mega leaf pile and two mini leaf piles and my youngest insists on leaping into ALL the leaf piles because he's a kid, and that's what kids do with leaf piles.

So I'm telling him that the leaf piles are full of sticks and dog poop and he leaps anyway, and I just let him because he's a 6 year old boy and that's what a 6 year old boy is gonna do.

Then my husband appears and reminds me that our city isn't doing yard waste pickup.  Or any pickup outside of regular garbage pickup.

And I'm here with leaf mountain and most of the yard still unraked and now I'm ticked.  So I haul leaf mountain and its foothills to the back corner of the yard and try to spread the rest of them around to look uniform at least.

We'll worry about that another day.

Then I went to sit down at my little patio area and remembered it's current state of being:

 Tell me that is not the most depressing thing you have EVER seen!  I had it all cute and stuff last summer, but my husband moved my table and chairs and turned it into a cardboard box graveyard while working on his man cave the past few weeks.

Since my attempting at raking went wrong I started on this.  First making sure hubby was done with the cardboard, then getting rid of it.  Then I spent way longer than I should have hosing all the dirt and leaves off that particular area of patio. 

I cleaned off and replaced my tiny table, cleaned off and replaced my mis-matched chairs

And the quaint little sitting area that nobody but me ever uses is re-born, and I'm happy with it.  All it is missing is flowers, but I'm guessing flowers are a thing that's not going to happen this summer.

By this point my shoes are wet and full of sand.  My pants are dusty and full of sand, and my hands are dirty and I got a good little blister going on for my raking non-achievement and I remember...I gotta go feed the kids!

Cause for some reason they want to eat roughly 6 times a day.

Wednesday, April 8, 2020

Back to Work

This morning I was woken from a deep sleep (the first deep sleep I've had in days) by my son saying my hubby didn't feel well, so I had to get up MUCH earlier than I wanted to to check on him.  (everything is fine)

That got me started earlier today, so by a little after 9 we were out for our morning walk.

While doing our first half mile of the day I got a phone call.  My boss was letting me know the store has re-opened and asking if I wanted to come back to work.

So I got home, discussed it with my husband and decided to go back.

They already have coverage for this week, so I don't go back until Tuesday so I still have 5 days left before I go back out into the danger zone.

Meanwhile, having my sleep cut off yet again I have been in a bad mood today and the kids have been getting on my very last nerve.  And the husband.  And the dog.

So here is to getting a FULL night's sleep tonight, getting to wake up naturally, and setting about enjoying my last few days of being non-essential.

Tuesday, April 7, 2020


I'm trying hard to commit to writing something every day during this month, but I'm really, really boring.

Yeah, sorry 'bout that.

I've been having even more trouble than usual sleeping lately.  I'm still awake come 3 or 4 am.  Usually have a kid or two in bed with me.  I have been staying in bed until 10 or 11, but even that sleep is rough, broken with the house awake around me.

I've always had trouble sleeping, but now I've reached an "I don't even want to try to go to bed" level and it sucks.

Maybe that is why I'm having so much trouble coming up with something to write every day.  Not even bothering to pull out one of my "conversation starters" which I intended to use all month.

I'll have to try to pull one out tomorrow, and maybe write before the midnight hour rolls around.

Yeah, I'm still dull.  Still sorry bout it too.

Monday, April 6, 2020

In Which I got Fat(er)

So, last month I went from 223 pounds to 213 pounds.
This week.  Week guys, not month, this WEEK I went from 213 to 225.


There are a couple of reasons for this.  One, I self-quarantined, and went from walking 8 to 10 hours straight a day at my job, to sitting on my rear and watching entire seasons of Netflix shows in a day.

The second part can be summed up with this cute comic:

 Its pretty boring in here.  And food triggers all those feel-good hormones so, I eat.  This is a known problem in my life.  I mean, you don't get to be over 200 pounds in the first place.

Now, with being stuck in the house for the foreseeable future, I thought...why not just keep eating.

But at the same time I've joined a Dietbet (KingFattyCakes’ ShameGame 37- #April Fools - Come join us, we have Bare Belly Monday, Toilet Selfie Tuesday and all the fattie related memes you could ever want)

And if I win I get some monies (won about $16 last month).  And who doesn't like monies?

So today I was a good girl and re-started my diet.  Though I don't know how this is really gonna work with me here and all the foods and nothing to stop the boredom from happening.  

Meanwhile I have to try to figure out how to get 15k to 20k steps in a day, which is what I was doing at work most days.  I mean, I can't walk up and down my own hall that many times or my entire family will kick me out.

Also, I KNOW I gotta get some kind of exercise in, but my husband REFUSES to let go of the tv even long enough for me to do one 3 minute workout video, and its the only room in the house large enough to do anything in.

Also my hand weights are GONE.  I can't find them anywhere in the house.  And when we went on a legit supply run to Target tonight, there were none in stock there.

So which one of you hoarded all the exercise gear?

So many hindrances.

But...I now need to lose 19.6 pounds By April 29-30 to win my diet bet...and re-gain some self worth.

So, I guess Monday's will be my weight loss check in day here.   Join me next Monday to see if I can lose 12 pounds in a week.  lol

Sunday, April 5, 2020

In Which I'm Boring and Stuff

TBH I don't really feel like taking time to make a post about the nothingness that is my life tonight.  But, here I am.  Showing up.

So this morning I slept until 11.

Ignoring the fact that I'm not actually falling asleep until sometime around 3 or 4, I'm still saying in bed too long.  Sleep, when I can finally grab a hold of it, is an escape.

My left eye started twitching again today.  Clearly I'm stressing about something, but can't put my finger on it.  That is the most AWESOME part of living with anxiety.  Your body doesn't have to have a REASON to send stress triggers out.

It is what it is.

Tonight was Walking Dead night and it just fell kind of flat.  And they are not airing the season final until later this year for reasons I don't understand.  I mean, if it is already shot there is no reason to postpone airing it.

As much as I have loved the series all these past years I feel like it might be time for it to come to an end.

Tomorrow we are thinking about going out to Target for things like soap and kids toothpaste, and maybe the grocery store so we don't have to go out  more than once even though we're not really due another grocery trip until the end of the week.

I hope to pick up another pair of hand weights since mine seem to have disappeared into the ether....but online says they are out of stock of all the hand weights.  I just hope that the counts are off online for some reason because why would they sell out of hand weights? 

The Great Blooming of the Rubber Glove Bushes

I woke up this morning with a headache.  Which is kind of normal for me.  But I also felt like I was dying.  Which, honestly, is also kind of normal for me.  So the first thing I did was get up and take my temperature.

Because, "Do I have the Covid" is the new normal.

Luckily for me I just had your average every-day "Oh My God My Brain Is Going To Leak Out Of My Eye Holes!" migraine. 

Mostly what that means is that I spent a large bit of today laying in bed with the worlds cutest dog. 

He's also the worlds biggest pillow hog, so it's a good thing he's so cute.

I managed to not watch any Netflix today, but I also managed to not put together any strong of coherent thought for most of the day so....

I did, at my youngest child's insistence, go for a walk today.  We've been going for 2 every day, but he had to settle for one, and it was grudging. 

While walking we saw our usual litter, including the new crop of discarded gloves.  Even saw one hanging from a bush, and one laying right in the middle of the street. 

I made the WTF face.  There has been a LOT of WTF faces going on around here just lately.  The whole world is deserving of one giant WTF face.

Oh, also, I painted a clay pot black.  In theory it is going to end up a galaxy.  But let's be real, this terra cotta pot has been sitting unpainted on my shelf for months, so it's probably gonna be sitting on my desk all black and EMO for another few months before I galaxy it.

And that's it.  That's my day in a nutshell.  Headache. Gloves. Dog. Paint.  But I'm 4 for 4 in blogging every day this month so that's a win.

It's also midnight:30, so goodnight peeps.

Friday, April 3, 2020

Are you still watching?

I woke up this morning and I had no idea what day it was.  

It is odd, because I've only been in self quarantine for less than one full week.  Well, tomorrow will be one week.  But in less than a week I forgot what day it was.

I may have also forgotten to brush my hair for the past week, but we're not going to talk about that.

My place of business managed to be essential for a while, but last I heard we had to shut our doors even for curbside services.

So it seems to me that my time of not having the slightest idea of what day it is is going to be extended quite a bit.

Which leads me to the fact that I finished watching Sabrina today, then I watched the entire season of I'm Not Okay with this, followed by multiple episodes of a 3rd show and not ONCE did Netflix ask me if I was still watching.

It's like you don't even care Netflix!

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