If only I would sit down and write when I have an idea...what glorious posts I would write. How wonderful and insightful and witty my writing would be. And the world would be a better place for my contribution...however small it may be.
<insert sarcastic chuckle and rolling of eyes>
Instead, my inspiration has past and I feel the need to write something. But what?
How about an update on my eating?
Well, I've been OP (although my flex points are gone, so that's kinda stretching the truth a bit, don't you think? I guess I'm following the letter and not the spirit of the law). A peek at the scale this morning sees me 2 pounds down and back into the 170's. Phew. And exercise is not regular...but I'll get there.
And I'm still grouchy about the goings on politically and I'm even grouchier about my husband's current crappy work environment. If the money wasn't so good...
And that, my friends, is that. Don't you feel blessed and enriched for having stopped by here today?
Your welcome.
Hang in there!
ReplyDeleteIt's so hard when your husband's work situation isn't too great (been there several times).
Praying that things will improve or that he will find a similar-pay, better job environment to work in!
Hey, I hear ya on the work thing - Trev's job really stinks, but the money is good, and I feel really bad a lot of the time that I get to be at home with the kids while he's off in the nastiness. Boo Oilfield work. Trev has hopes for a different job in the future - but for now, this is it. What is it with Brian's job? Crazy hours? Tell us more!
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