Finn and I walked for 20 minutes today and I did 60 sit-up/crunch hybrid things on the balance ball. I ate reasonably, including two servings of green beans (like a good girl!), and while I'd love to go in there and destroy a Little Debbie or four, I'm going to go to bed instead.
I worked on the budget, but I need more information so that project is to be continued...
Laundry isn't finished because our dryer sucks and must be cycled twice to fully dry a load of clothes. But the clean clothes are all folded, and the dirty clothes are awaiting their fate in neatly sorted piles. I never got around to getting the socks matched up; we had a dinner guest and i ran out of time. It'll give Jimi and I something to do tomorrow night.
Jimi was a sweetheart and cleaned the kitchen to show his appreciation for me tackling the laundry. I swear, one day I'm going to change the name of this blog to "Who wants to listen to me talk about how awesome my man is?", cause he is so awesome, and it's all I can do not to sing it from the rooftops every day.
Gosh, I really would love to have strawberry shortcake Little Debbie right now.
I'm trying so hard to get my head in a good place for work in the morning. I'll get up early and shower and have some breakfast and watch the shitty news and I'll get to the office early and get a head start on the day and everything will run smoothly and it will all be fine.
It will all be fine.