Straight up

Heeding the advice of my very fashion conscious sister I bought my first pair of straight leg jeans. I have to tell you this was a scary purchase for me. I am pretty paranoid about my clothes. I don't like how I look and dressing any way that would draw attention to me makes me nauseated. Nevertheless since both pair of jeans had holes in the knees I figured now would be as good a time as any to jump.
On Saturday I put them on with a relatively cute blouse and attempted to wear them with boots.
I should mention I have to buy short jeans usually, I don't consider myself short but apparently jean companies do. They didn't have any straight-legs in short so I bough regular. So when I put the boots on my jeans bunched up . They looked stupid! I don't know if it's the boots of the jeans but I decided I'll only be wearing these pants with heels.
I'm a once a week heels girl. I wear them to church and that's about it. So slipping them on and heading out to go shopping was not my wisest decision. Halfway through our night out I was dying to yank my shoes off but I was a little afraid that if I took them off my feet would swell and I would have to walk around barefoot the rest of the night. (Come to think of it that might have been preferable to heel hell.)
My husband said I looked fine, but as I mentioned in a previous post I pay little heed to his editorial comments on my wardrobe since he asks me all the time if I have already done my makeup, when I have only been out of the shower long enough to put clothes on.
I need to start taking photos of my little adventures. I'll work on that.

My challenge this week is a Facebook Fast. I am giving it up for a week. I spend more time than I care to admit on facebook. It's enough that I need a break so I can get my priorities back in line. I have a lot of goals and dreams but I can't get anything done with my rear glued to the chair. I don't trust myself to stay off though, so I'll be taking some extreme measures- new password known only by the husband.

I have been going to the gym with my husband and I have started reading several interesting books about health. I am enjoying my workouts too! I kicked off a six week plan today to eat as natural as possible with a daily workout regimen. I am sure to make mistakes but it's written down and posted for me to see everyday. I'll keep you updated!

Lesson Learned

I have a pretty short fuse. It doesn't take much before I am stomping around with smoke coming out of my ears and fire shooting out of my nose. Really, it's quite ridiculous. I don't handle stress well I just melt down and can't function.
This morning I was working on an article that I need to turn in by tomorrow. I also have a writing sample I should have submitted a week ago and a coverletter. Plus I need to refinish my book,clean the house, pay bills and a hundred other menial tasks. Of course as soon as I start working on something important is the minute my girls need a drink or food or they want to watch a movie. After a few minutes of successfully ignoring them E started a full-on tantrum. I flipped out. Stomped into the kitchen and filled her cup with water and yelled the whole way that I needed to work could I please have a few minutes to myself. The only thing this accomplished was sending my other daughter into fits. Pretty soon both kids were screaming at the top of their lungs and I was yelling at them to "Please be quiet, you're driving me insane." Sometime during Hurricane Brown I had a moment of clarity. If someone walked by outside they would surely call the police. I needed to end this party, and fast. So I flipped on my playlist and cranked up a Hannah Montana song (please don't judge that I can sing almost all of the words.) Within seconds both kids were laughing at my boogying skills and started dancing. We spent the next few minutes blowing off steam on the dance floor and by time we were finished we were all a happier bunch of people.
In retrospect I realized that my kids wanted my attention. Taking a few minutes to make them smile and have some fun with mommy will buy me a lot more than the money I am going to make with my articles. I need to work but I also need my kids to know that I love them. I realized that if, instead of flipping out in a moment of stress, I take a few moments to focus on the problem and tried to address the immediate problem we'd all be a little less crazy.

After While Crocodile

It's been far too long since I have written on here. I apologize. August was a heck of a month. I had oral surgery and it took several weeks for me to fully recooperate from the effects of surgery. Things are going better now. My husband and I have come up with a schedule so that we can workout together three days a week. I am really excited about it. We have worked out together once and I actually enjoyed it.

I am working on a writing business from home. It's a little stressfull and I find it difficult to get a lot done and spend time with the girls, but I am managing ok so far.

To be truthful my project has slipped a bit. But I am back from my lazycation and I am really ready to get started. I have found myself thinking a lot about being happy lately. I came to the conclusion that the thing that makes me happiest is spending time with my family. If I had no debt and the resources to do whatever I wanted I would use the money to spend time with my family. Use it to go on vacations. I have decided that will be my new motivation. If I get healthier I can do more things with the kids. If the house is more organized I'll have more time to spend with the family. I believe I have truly found my motivation. Here's to new beginnings again.