Queen of Rambles

We spent the morning looking at seven townhouses in the area. I can’t believe the difference 9 months, a recession and dropping interest rates made. Even the worst place we saw today was better than the best places we were looking at before. We’re going to our realtor tomorrow to sign papers for an offer on the townhouse we saw last weekend. Keep your fingers crossed!

The house hunting lasted longer than we thought, so I ended up being a half hour late to Latin Cardio. I thought about bagging it, but the most important thing I can do for exploding molecules is exercise. I’m really disappointed that I missed half the class! The teacher had her CDs mixed up and didn’t have the one she needed. Instead, she had a new CD she got for Christmas that was all salsa music so she improvised an hour of salsa. I love salsa. I wish all our classes were all salsa. I did some time of the elliptical as well and left the gym in a much calmer, happier mood. It also helped that Erik got to play with his little buddies in the child care. With his cold last week, the only child he saw all week was Grain_Damaged’s daughter. He’s used to at least two kid friendly activities a day (counting gym time) so he was climbing the walls.

I’ve been reading lots of anti-sugar sites today (thanks for the link to theyear without blog, ladysunrunner!) and am getting very motivated. Now I remember all the reasons I’ve quit sugar before. It is bad! It is poison! It’s ruining my health and brain and everything else! I don’t know if it is necessarily bad for everyone, but I know it is bad for me and I feel better when I am off it. It feels good to say I am going to be off it for a whole year. I know that doesn’t make sense, but a big goal feels important. Knowing that it won’t have a hold on me for a whole year makes me feel like I can really beat it. The whole thing is very psychological as well as physical. I can beat the physical cravings in five days, but the whole “I love sugar. I should want sugar. I have to plan my next sugar binge so I’l really really really enjoy it” was always my undoing. I never tried alternative sweeteners because it seemed hard, but if I’m going to be a year without sugar I am going to figure out how to make healthy treats with things like honey, agave nectar, stevia and the other natural sweeteners out there.

It will also be good to get Erik off sugar. Of course he can still have an occasional treat, but if it is not in the house for mommy it won’t be in the house for boy. He is just as addicted as I am and can get mean when he wants sugar and can’t have it. I remember being starry eyed and young, saying that MY child ABSOLUTELY won’t be allowed to eat sugar. Hahahahahahahaha! That worked for the first couple of years, but once he found his voice it was very hard to deny him treats. Now I see why my mom would get so worn down by my sister. The constant asking asking asking asking demanding demanding demanding demanding demanding makes a person go insane. It’s so easy to know everything before you are a parent. I cringe when I think of all the judgy-mcjudgerson judgments I made back then now that I understand that the majority of parents are just doing the best they can with their unique situation.

Guess I better quit naval gazing and get to bed. I slept in the dark, cold guest room last night and had a wonderful night of rest. I think that probably helped my mood more than anything. If Mike doesn’t watch out, I’m going to permanently de-camp to the guest room and he and Erik can have the master bedroom with all their snoring and snuffling and direct heat and light.

Oh! I forgot to mention that Erik got a hair cut yesterday and he didn’t cry or scream or anything! It was amazing. Usually he screams bloody murder and we have to hold him down, but he just sat there and let the lady cut it. I did not want his head shaved, but the last time I didn’t want his head shaved the guy shaved it anyway. I was very relieved when the woman said “we no shave head in winter! We just *motions to the edges*”. Yes, lady, yes! She did exactly what I wanted–cleaned up the edges, while leaving the majority of his hair alone. We’ll be going back to her even if the salon is gross. She’s the sole stylist left at our local Cartoon Cuts. They have 16 empty stations and dirt and grime every where. I can’t imagine how they make rent on all that space when they only have one working stylist. There was quite a crowd so we had to wait forever, but it was worth it. I have issues with shaggy hair and Erik was getting into beyond shaggy territory. Now that I know there are ways to cut his hair without shaving him bald I’ll take him in more often.

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