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Living the “Yes” life.

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I know it’s been a while since I posted.  I’ve been pretty busy.  Yes, yes, I know that is what everyone says, but in this case, it’s true!  Aside from the usual working mother of 2, wife, and the normal day to day chaos, I have been trying very hard to live the “yes” life.  I thought perhaps it’s time to do an update on how it’s going.

I started this after lamenting about the extra weight that has cropped up on my the past 10 years or so.  After mulling it over and feeling a bit sorry for myself, a memory of a conversation I had with my mother popped in my head.  She once told me how proud she was of me for my determination and independence.  I remember her telling me how I seemed to just set my mind to things and DO them.  It seemed logical that I could apply this mentality to losing some weight.  I talked myself into it.  I COULD do it.  I just needed to set my mind to it, and to make a plan.  I realized I am not a big fan of the gym, but I like being active.  The first thing I did was start going to an Aqua Zumba class on Mondays.  You know what?  I LOVE it.  LOOOVVVVEEEE it.  It makes me feel great and I have a good time.  I actually look forward to Mondays…how is that even possible?  The AZ class led me to take a deep water fit class.  I started losing a bit of weight.  I realized, now that I was a bit more active, that much of my problem thus far was that I wasn’t doing much at all before I started the classes.  I had gotten up, dropped the kids off, and gone to work all day.  Then I would come home, get the kids fed and ready for bed, and then watched TV.  I wasn’t doing much for me.

I needed to make some changes, and it started with the mindset that I would say “yes” more.  Because I was saying yes more, I felt less guilty when I had to say no.  When my son’s soccer coach couldn’t coach this season, and nobody else volunteered.  I said yes.  I have help, and I had some learning to do, but I am doing it!  I will tell you…it’s the best damned thing ever.  I love it.  It’s not always easy, and 10 year old boys will give you a run for your money, but on the whole, it’s been fantastic.  I feel ike I have done something positive, I get some excercise, and it’s been so much fun.  My son said he was proud of me.  That was worth the price of admission right there!

I am saying yes to plans, and finding ways to do things for me, as well as the kids.  I took a trip to NYC 3 days ago to go see one of my favorite authors do a reading.  Before, I likely would have made excuses, but this time I was determined to go.  One night to myself to do something I enjoyed was a complete recharge.  I notice that since I have been saying yes more, I am finding time to not only do more things with the kids, but for myself as well.

The end result?  I am happier.  I guess what they say is true, a happy wife is a happy life, because our household seems happier.  It also seems healthier.  The kids are supportive of me going to excercise classes 2x a week (the Y has a childcare room they go to for an hour where they draw, play or hang out).  My husband is supportive as well.  We’re all eating better.  We exercise more.  My son, who never learned how to ride a bike, learned (in the rain) because he asked me to teach him, and I said yes.  I had always thought it would have to be something my husband taught him, but nope!  I set my mind to teach him and it worked!  I am trying to silence the negative inner voice in my head and replace it with a positive, happy one.  It’s a work in progress, but it’s getting better all the time.

Have I lost weight?  Yup, so far it’s 16 lbs.  I gained 3 back, then lost them again.  It’s a process.  Hopefully it will keep disappearing with a bit of work, and staying active.

Ok, so I haven’t quite gotten the hang of saying yes more to the housework.

Can’t win em all.

Live the Yes life.  You won’t be sorry.

 

 

 

A Day in My Messy Brain

Every now and again it’s good to not take yourself quite so seriously. Luckily, I have a touch of crazy about me, a strange inner monologue, and afamily who enjoys joking about my mishaps. Therefore, I am going to share some of the thoughts/moments that occurred throughout my day.

7:30 am. Woke up to brain misfiring, laid in better utterly confused about what day it was. Thought it was likely a weekday and I should therefore get out of bed immediately to get ready for work, but a tiny part of me held out, just in case it was Saturday. Realized it was probably Friday, and dragged myself out of bed like I was doing the “Dead man walking” hallway to my inevitable demise.

Got in the shower, and tried to stretch a little. Realized I am quite unflexible, but consoled myself in that I am at least flexible to wash my own ass in the early morning hours.

Went to get out of the shower and caught a glimpse of my husband’s black shirt hanging on the bathroom door. For some reason in my decaffeinated state I thought there was a stranger in the bathroom, aka psycho. Emitted a scream of terror, but no sound came out, confirming that my nightmares have been a good litmus test as I always scream in terror during a nightmare but no sound ever comes out (furthering the nightmare aspect). Resolve myself to the fact I am a. Never going to be a scam queen in a horror movie, and b. an incredible target for psychos.

4 year old comes in the bathroom and uses the toilet. Requests toilet paper and that I wipe her butt. Living the dream,

Took child to camp. Parked on a slight incline, and when I went to disembark from the vehicle, the drop to the pavement seemed greater, making me feel like I had leapt of a cliff. Yes, I have short legs. My son laughed at me and commented how he is almost as tall as me.

Saw frustrated mother attempting to drop her child off at camp. He was bawling and carrying on. She was red faced and angry. Been there, done that. Wasn’t sure who to feel worse for. They got back in their car and drove away. Was secretly glad though that it wasn’t me, as my little one has been a challenge lately, and I know how she felt.

Had coffee. Sometimes it feels like the world is in chaos, but that first sip of coffee? It’s as if the world slides to a halt for one second, and all is well and soft and blurry. Ahh.

Realized my new coworker looks a bit like Danny Trejo. Patted myself on the back for actor recognition. My husband is appalled at my lack of movie trivia knowledge. I never know movie lines, yet he speaks them fluently. Was able to quote a line about dicks from the movie “clerks” today and felt like a superhero.

Was still left pondering my experience from yesterday. I had a bad day yesterday, and on the way home, some jerk cut me off. I actually sat and pondered whether the satisfaction of slamming into the back of his car while giggling wickedly would be worth the subsequent hassle and rise in my insurance. I’m still mulling it over.

Remembered the guy in town who has the same make and model car I do, in the same color. It’s rare to find them, but whenever he used to see me, he’d honk and wave and point excitedly at himself and his car. he even stopped and pulled in behind me while I was at a friend’s house one day. He got out and proclaimed “we have the same car!”. Um. Ok. I haven’t seen him in a while.this is a good thing.

I like baked beans on toast with cheese,
I will probably fart all night after eating it.
Don’t care.

Daughter’s feet smell like vintage fritos. Why is this? Bath for her,

And that’s it for me. Bed time! Again, thanks for reading!