I got suckered into the above. It was a luncheon hosted by Ryan's Auto Glass for various insurance companies. Although it was very nice---the hotel it was in, the food and the generous prizes they gave away---I hadn't expected to go and was just a wee bit grouchy about leaving behind the lunch foods I had picked up for Rick, Missy and I the night before. I know that sounds lame, but when you are watching what you eat, going to a luncheon suddenly takes on a whole new potential. I did pretty good--I took a small roll, about 5 rigatoni (Okay, exactly five, I counted) and then a spoonful of fruit. I loaded up the rest of that plate which was about 3/4th of it with green beans and had a side dish of plain, dry salad. When I added up my stuff on sparkpeople later I had stayed perfectly in what I allot myself for lunch.
Other than the luncheon, work was pretty quiet and I stayed busy. Missy and I put together our binders for Daisy Scouts. Things for our troop are moving along pretty well. After I left work, there was about 5 minutes in between picking the kids up and moving to the next thing on the list that was enjoyable.
Tristyn tried to catch/smash snowflakes together.
Maia loves the snow just a wee bit much. I say this because just watching her in it makes me cold. She'll drop down and roll around in it, pick it up with her bare hands (before I tell her to put her gloves back on) and generally behave as if the snow was a plush feather bed. It's disturbing because I am the exact opposite. Snow is to be admired in 2 instances only--from behind the windows of my house when I don't want to go out OR when I'm skiing. In retrospect, I think Maia's Snow Princess Costume was very appropriate!
Wednesday, as everyone is probably tired of hearing about is Maia's dance class day. The roads were just snowy enough that it took us 55 minutes to get to Bloomfield instead of the usual 30. (What's funny is that it's only a few miles--perhaps like 3 or 4?--but traffic and narrow streets make it take awhile). This meant she was 25 mins late. I was relieved to see we weren't the only ones late. After making sure Maia was ready to go, Tristyn and I hurried to the coffee shop for our usual Wednesday afternoon. I whiled away time catching up on some favorite blogs that I had missed reading since being in NYC and Tristyn played with a newly found (again) R2D2.
It ended up taking us 55 minutes to get home too. Needless to say, I was not happy. Due to being the only woman in America who can BURN two consecutive attempts at a meal in a crockpot I have been staying away from it. This type of night is a good example of when sometimes even I, convenience foods hater, will happily use these types of foods. As it was, it was about 7:15 by the time we ate. Normally we eat at 5:30 so you can see how this contributes to a general grouchiness of those (ahem! okay! fine! me.) who get really hungry and funny feeling when skipping a meal or it's late.
I'm complaining a lot in this post, aren't I? I'm sorry for it but I've been feeling rather overwhelmed lately. It's been building up of course but I fear it's reaching the point where I have to find alternative ways to deal with it. With the exception of this blog (which I wake up at 6:30 am to do, 5:30 this morning) and 30 minutes on the treadmill nightly (and come on, how much fun is that??), both of which I feel guilty about taking the time to do anyhow, I'm feeling stretched thin.
Very thin. And not in the have just shed 20lbs way either.
I never realized how much I got done around the house during the day until I had to be away from the house all day. Now, when coming home between the kids needing attention and the house needing it--oh and the laundry, and the dogs, and the cats--I feel like I'm shorting everyone and everything and getting much of nothing done to boot! Before, when Rick came home after I was done cleaning up from dinner that was always 'relax' time with him and the kids and then after the kids went to bed it was just our time. Now, I'm still trying to cram in house/workout/kid stuff and making a poor job of it. Last night I was very snappish at Rick for silly reasons and today after a few hours of sleep feel horrible about it. And that's another thing, I'm still getting to bed late and I'm waking up early (even earlier today courtesy of Eddie, but hey, I've got a good start on teh laundry now) and I'm always tired. Spending time actually doing things I enjoy? Um, yeah, hasn't been happening. That's why no crafty pictures. Or baking pictures lately. Ugh.
I need to get some fresh perspective. And maybe some vitamins.
