I would have been so much happier to just go to theJustice of the Peace, but I just kept saying to myself "It's legal and everyone will stop bitching once it's done."
huh, my 27th anniversary is next week. I knew early June had some sort of significance, I just couldn't think of it till now. Or is it 28? Dammit, it's like forgetting how old I am, I have to do math to figure it out.
edit: I now have this powerful urge to call up Hubby's ex and yell "27 years, beeyotch! Suck it! Say hi to your 5th husband for me!"
I don't deal well with family stress, Tep.
Patience 'ma to you!
most mornings - waking up and getting out of bed is just what you do. On rare occassions - I can actually bounce of bed. and then I hit weeks where getting out of bed is just stupid and ridiculously hard
We were talking before about the squat challenge...I'd like to mention that, while I did not meet my other goals in May, I DID stay off the dailymail website.
I'm 34 days clean.
Somebody toss me a chip.
That stuff was an _addiction_.
My fitbit has finally shipped! I can't wait for it to tell me how much I'm not sleeping.
Sorry bonny, I ate all the chips.
Wait, there are still some pretzel chips.
Flings pretzel chips DCward in a Frisbee-like fashion.
Grins beatifically.
What, I mowed the lawn. I'm entitled to be ridiculous.
Somebody tell me to get off my butt and get in the shower. There is a picnic at one of my houses today to welcome the new director, and say goodbye to the old one.
I will enjoy it. I love the folks there, and they will feed me. Plus it will give a good impression to the new director.
I'm 34 days clean.
I relapsed today. But I didn't click on Femail.
