The end of my 30 days to get my shit together ended today. I’d like to say im a size 2 my house is miraculously clean and my children are shocked in my organization skills but well I’d be a … Continue reading
The end of my 30 days to get my shit together ended today. I’d like to say im a size 2 my house is miraculously clean and my children are shocked in my organization skills but well I’d be a frigggin liar. BUT what I can tell you is that my home is cleaner than it was things and are getting better around here. Also ive lost 8 pounds and 2 inches from my waist. Lets pause for a moment while we observe a moment of silence for those pounds lost and the inches I’ll continue to try to keep homeless.
I have these unrealistic expectations on how I should look after changing everything. These expectations tend to mess everything up because its legit to make a mistake then give up right?
Who knows. The important thing I need to remember from all my experience…. (and if you’re wondering what the hell is she talking about?? Read my last blog entry and catch up) … I need to remember that while doing everything one day at a time forces me to destress. This in turn helps me in the long run. The house will get clean, the bills get paid, my skin looks better and my energy level soars. Its the stress that sucks the life out of me. Im pretty sure thats common sense but sometime common sense escapes us. Especially me.
I thought about some meth but then again maybe not….
Just kidding but seriously how could anyone take that with pictures like this on the Internet? The woman in that picture is my age. Ugggh.
But alas I realize that ive got 1 month till I am beach bound.
Its crunch time… literally. I need to work it so this doesnt happen
Seriously kid… look away.
So let me give you a quick back story about me. Some know all this and some don’t and I’ll spare you the details of it all I promise. Basically I have been on this journey to get healthy … Continue reading
So my actual birthday was yesterday. I turned 34. Under no circumstances I would never say that was an old age. I’ve never been one to place any value on the number of years I have existed. As a … Continue reading
So im beating my brain against the wall with all this Hobby lobby crap, trying to figure out what the problem is. It sounds mildly familiar and I know what is about to happen. A friggin bandwagon is about … Continue reading
I in no way am justifying bullying, being mean, or glorifying odd man out. I was bullied as a child. I was made fun of to the point of torture some days. Not always. When I got older I … Continue reading
I wrote nearly all of this sitting by her side. My apologies if somethings do not make sense as my emotions may have gotten the best of me Continue reading
I’m ready for warmer temperatures. I’m ready for flip flops, tank tops, laying by a pool and sweat. Yes I’m ready to say my favorite phrase… Kids GO OUT SIDE! It’s pretty much the go to in a Mother’s … Continue reading
You are normal, having your normal day, doing your normal things… then you lay on the couch. Laying on the couch for me is still normal. I have this ovewhelming need to sleep. Something my doctor calls depression, something … Continue reading
Most people have normal lives. I’m reminded every single flippin day that I am not normal people. I can’t just wake up and do normal things and have normal results. No. You Beth are weird. You will take the … Continue reading
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