In previous posts I may have mentioned how my life was in limbo. We did not know if our kids could go to the same school next year, we had to wait to see if the lottery Gods would let Diva into our first choice of preschool (at the same school as her brothers to make like easy for us), and Chubby Hubby was set to be unemployed, oh and then there were a bunch of politics with the kids' little league. Thankfully my issues are not too major when I put them into perspective. I will say that the combination of it all was pretty stressful for a "what if" kind of person like me. A long dreary Winter on top of all of those unknowns made me a NUT JOB! I am not going to lie, the stress got the best of me and to the scale slapped me in the face....I have put on 10lbs since October. 10LBS!!!!!! %$#%U^%%^$^%;^!!!!!!!!!!!
But Carly, I thought you were doing Weight Watchers through work?
Oh yeah...Weight Watchers. Well, I did complete the series through work but I dumped it. I dumped it for two reasons. First, my head was not in the game. Call me crazy, but I didn't give a damn about how many points were in that ice cream that I consumed when I was feeling anxious. Second, the Weight Watchers at work was a little too close for comfort. I like to remain a bit anonymous at these meetings and one day the person weighing me in started calling people back by their first and last name. Not cool! I deal with a lot of people over the phone and I do not necessarily want them to know me from a Weight Watcher meeting. Plus, the crowd was not my type. They were down right hostile. I honestly thought a riot was going to break out when they announced their new program. Great program, great opportunity, wrong time. I believe I have hit "lifetime".....a Weight Watcher reject for life!
The dust is finally started to settle; the kids are back into their school, Diva gets to go to preschool, the boys are okay to play baseball this summer, and well, Chubby Hubby is now officially unemployed (which officially makes me a Sugar Mama). While I like him gainfully employed, things are not bad. In fact it is a nice break for him to regroup. We will be fine financially for a bit and I have someone to keep the house clean and have dinner ready when I get home.(Chubby Hubby, if you are reading this....GET OFF YOUR ASS AND SCRUB TOILETS! kidding).
I guess I am only putting this out there to say the storm has passed, life is good, and I am back on the wagon.