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Oct. 26th, 2010 04:45 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
becomingkateSo today was a bit of a bust--with promises of 70 degree weather, I was going to take my son to the zoo or park or something, but it didn't really get much higher than 65 and it was breezy and cloudy, so we stayed home. It seemed like a fast day though, probably because I took a nap on the couch for a while while my son watched TV. (I promise I'm not usually such a slacker mom, and we did make crayons, so it wasn't a total waste of a day)
Soooo...I left my husband for a couple days last week. I'd had a terrible day with my son and I was sick of my husband's usual problems such as not listening to me for the millionth time. So we had a big fight and I took off to my mom's house. I really wasn't sure if I was coming back, but after a couple days I started to miss them. I figured out things I wanted to change (such as putting an end to this whole stay at home mom thing--I don't know how people do it.) And when I got home on Friday I talked to my husband and we're trying again.
So my personal trainer offered me a job at a gym he is opening--I will work in the day care. But I have to get cpr/first aid certified so I'm taking this online video class and then I have to go demonstrate all the different techniques to an instructor.
This week I will not be here for the FFA :( Make it epic for me to read on Sunday, okay? I'm going to a youth group sleepover at my church. It will be fun.
I hit a milestone of a 10 lb weight loss a few days ago but promptly gained back 2 lbs around the time my husband and I were fighting. Food is my comfort, my escape, the only thing I feel I can control sometimes.
Soooo...I left my husband for a couple days last week. I'd had a terrible day with my son and I was sick of my husband's usual problems such as not listening to me for the millionth time. So we had a big fight and I took off to my mom's house. I really wasn't sure if I was coming back, but after a couple days I started to miss them. I figured out things I wanted to change (such as putting an end to this whole stay at home mom thing--I don't know how people do it.) And when I got home on Friday I talked to my husband and we're trying again.
So my personal trainer offered me a job at a gym he is opening--I will work in the day care. But I have to get cpr/first aid certified so I'm taking this online video class and then I have to go demonstrate all the different techniques to an instructor.
This week I will not be here for the FFA :( Make it epic for me to read on Sunday, okay? I'm going to a youth group sleepover at my church. It will be fun.
I hit a milestone of a 10 lb weight loss a few days ago but promptly gained back 2 lbs around the time my husband and I were fighting. Food is my comfort, my escape, the only thing I feel I can control sometimes.
