been a interesting week. Our rental has officially been rented for next month( October) so I have to get my butt in Gear. I have a few things packed, I have been attempting to down size which is hard to do but on September 14 is my last day of work so I will have plenty of time to get stuff done, in theory... I need to find the perfect rhythm? Maybe I'll create a schedule. 10am. Get up! 10:30 work on carrying from basement, 11:00am, Chase the young beast around the yard. lol.
Though the Cleaning part is what i Struggle with, I can't seem to get the hair to come and stay off. :/ but we moved into a barely clean place so in theory we can leave it that way. There is a rare bit to do on our Tiny home still. Since after the 3rd, My shift is being changed to the lovely 7am- 2pm shift. I will have afternoons to work on things. John will make me a list of things that he thinks I can complete on the trailer, With a little help of course.I hope to help John's dad with the wiring as well. On Wednesday, I finished putting the foam down, then Thursday, John put the wood on top, then we sat in the trailer and tried to make a awesome lay out to get the most of our space which is still in the works. Most rooms(minus the Kitchen) have been started. The Wet room in the basement has been emptied, Though I have to go through the boxes, The trains are packed up and the wood structure is mostly taken down though we need to carry it upstairs. The Carpet room had the closets cleaned out, the coats packed, the freezer moved. And the Keep Boxes are piled up there. Living room had all our pretty things, which has been packed up and the shelf sold, My prisms were the first to be packed up :( The bedroom has been hardly touched but the dressers have been emptied as well as the bed side tables.
Recently home life has been a little Stressed?,unbalanced? I'm being tested for Thyroid issues though the doctor doesn't think I have it but has no grounds on why to think it. I started a diet on Tuesday, By friday I lost 4ish Lbs which really amazed me. I was so happy that if seemed so easy unfortunately with most diets it happens easily at first but then you get stuck usually about 20 lbs from your goal. I dislike diets and they are very hard to stick by. I've done alright.
I have let my fears hold me back. I am trying hard to conquer them but problems always arise and my unstable worries blossom and fill my head til I almost really believe them. At random points,I worry that I'm the girl just to pass the time with, That when we arrive in Ontario, He'll fall in love with someone else.
In my heart I know they aren't true but my head really likes to play with me sometimes. It's taking my insecurities and fucking with me.Anxiety which is linked to depression and vice versa both if discussed with a doctor, will be heavy medicated for the rest of ones life. Trying to heal naturally which is fully possible is harder but so much better.
For a very Long Time, I've hated exercise, no matter how hard I tried to get into, Everyone kept telling me to keep with it that I'll grow to Love it. It just never happened.I would always dread it, Try to avoid it, Sure I would do it eventually but not very happily but this time around maybe I'm ready for this. Because this past week I've enjoyed my walks, the marching. Sure I still put them off a little but it seems I always have other things to finish before I can take a moment for myself. Supper needs to be prepped up so John can eat while I'm at work, I need to go to the bank, Get groceries, Clean up after the beasts and spend time with them, the lawn needs mowing still. Then suddenly it's time for me to go to work. I've been trying to find time to shave my legs all week it seems. Sorry Got a little off track...
Sherlock is getting bigger each day and he is cute but a hand ful. John and I have agreed we will never get a puppy again. Orginally we had discussed it because Tony's dog was having puppies but then we dropped it then Tony started to Push us to take one and we ended up giving in. Sometimes I think it's his cuteness that really saves him, Each time one of us Steps in a puddle or he steals one of my shoes. The fact that he doesn't seem to pick up on the potty training thing. The way he cries when he can't reach us.
At this Moment he is probably 20 lbs. he is getting heavy, He doesn't bite me as much as he used to, the back of my legs finally get to heal! and he is starting to sleep through the night so when I get up, I don't have a lot of messes to clean up. like the things he shredded up while i dreamed of Chocolate covered strawberries and great naked times. lol.
His puddles and piles are getting bigger which is the worst part!
On the 16th, It was John's Birthday and I had to work so It kind of sucked, I didn't get a chance to do anything supper special and none of his presents were here yet. But Wednesday I made him a cake,
I think by the weekend, His presents finally showed up. He received two john deere hats, a selection of zombie stickers and a shirt that he really wanted. Though his reaction wasn't as I hoped, he claims that he really likes them.
I've had some Cooking fun as usual, On Saturday we enjoyed Rubens though they weren't as jam packed with Goodness as he would of liked. On Sunday, I whipped up English muffins from scratch though I did burn a couple then I turned them into corned beef eggs benedicts which John really enjoyed, That evening we had Pulled Beef Stuffed Yorkies with Creamy horseradish with a hint of mustard. :) At some point I made Steak and Mushroom pie that is a british dish. it was very Yummy, filled with beer! and my pie crust turned out amazing for once. though John only got one slice because the day he tried to take it for Lunch, he dropped it on the floor.
