I'm flipping and flopping...

So yesterday was a good day. I woke up early and accomplished a lot of things before I left the house for work. My day at work was good too. I got some tasks done and attended my first SPINNING class. It was awesome. Diane, the instructor, kicked my butt. However, today is another story.

I woke up later than I should have and didn't want to get up at all. I didn't get the dishwasher unloaded and reloaded. I didn't make the bed or staighten up the house. It makes the day a lot better if you get something done at home before leaving. Now I'm at work, its rainy and I just don't feel like doing much. It would be a great day to be at home with the kids...but then again, what day wouldn't be good for that?

I'm frustrated that I can't keep up the momentum to keep all my days starting on the right foot. I just get worn out and don't feel like doing much. If I'd just suck it up and get things done I'd feel a lot better.

I've always seen my self as more of the professional type, until now! I'm now more of the MOM type. I'd be more than perfectly happy staying home with my kids, keeping the laundry done and house clean and getting supper on the table ready for Craig's arrival (I don't really cook though). On the one hand it would be nice to make a lot of money and be able to have all the things we want and to do all the things we want, but on the other, its just nice to relax and enjoy time at home with the kids: to love them, feed them, wash them, play with them and teach them. I want to drive them here there and everywhere for their different activities. I want to be the mom that drops them off at school in a sweatshirt and ballcap.

Oh well...maybe some day!

And so it continues...

So today is my second day with my new blog. Of course, I've spent all morning questioning what I should write about. Should I start my day with a post or should I end my day with a post. No doubt my end of day post will gripe about the happenings of my day. Maybe if I start my day with a post I will get all my frustrations out and my day will be good.

Well, nontheless today has been OK so far. No major worries about who will watch my kids and how they will be cared for. They're all at home with their Aunt Karissa and she knows if she needs anything at all she can call me and I'll run home to help. My back is still killing me, from packing the kids I guess. It continues to worsen each day. I should probably go get an adjustment. My house was semi-clean to start the day. My wonderful hubby, Craig, has had a wild hair in his ass lately and has been cleaning in the evenings. God bless him. I just haven't been in the mood or had the energy this week to get to it. Maybe tonight though.

Now that I'm counting calories I find myself always hungry. Not that I was never hungry before, I just worry about it more now. Dieting is hard. I guess I just don't have the willpower needed to be successful. I'm lucky to have a good metabolism. I've always eaten a lot of junk food and such and have never had an issue with weight.

Why am I counting calories then, you may ask? Well, because my hubby and I are going on a cruise at the end of October. We're so excited. We never went on a honeymoon and, now having 3 kids, can't afford to go anywhere. I won this cruise. We only had to pay taxes on it. We leave October 31st and return November 3rd. I'm trying to slim down and tone up before we leave. If I only put a little effort into it I'd see results relatively quickly. At least that's what Craig tells me.

Well, I guess that's enough for now. I'll brainstorm the rest of the day so that I'll have something to write about tonight. I plan on this being a type of therapy for me. Let's all hope it works.