Saturday, June 30, 2007

I need a vacation...

Seriously. That could be my only line right now.

Here's the nutshell:

*Grandma and Grandpa are moving to assisted living. As in, at this very moment, my husband and family are loading a truck with their belongings and moving them in. The blessing of having your grandparents live until you are in your (ouch) mid-30's is that they get to be part of a HUGE chunk of your life. Be at your wedding. Know and love your children. The sucky part is having to watch the bottom fall out on their life. It's been hard, but what a privilege to return the love and care that I was given as a child. It's like walking on my heart to be part of it, but at the same time, I wouldn't have it any other way.

*We are putting our house on the market very soon. We just have to get the new carpet and flooring in, and we'll be good to go. No work needed to prepare for that. (HA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

*The good news is that the kids both seem to finally be, well, you know. That word that I'm afraid to type and put out there for fear of jinxing it. It rhymes with smealthy.

*I'm tired. As in I could lay down and sleep for about 3 days. If I don't put on makeup, it is a certainty (hasn't failed to happen yet) that someone I know will tell me how tired I look. Heck, even if I do put on makeup, that's still a distinct possibility. Love how I must look to the world.

*All of my butt kickin' weight loss has once again been snuffed out. WHY can't I be one of those people that doesn't eat when she's stressed? I swear, it's like I can't NOT eat when I'm stressed. It's bad. I should get some willpower or something.

I think that's about it. Oh, other than me trying to be on the steering team for my MOPS group, be the co-volunteer coordinator for Mitchell's school and taking on another client.

Why do I do this to myself?

Did I mention that I need a vacation? Let me know if you'd like to paypal a contribution for the ol' vacation fund.

1 comment:

Jamie said...

(((Biggest hug EVER))))

I am also one of those people that eat when I am stressed, hence the size of my ass.

You are never far from my thoughts. You have my number.