Jump to Content
Jump to Navigation

I am Weak

We were laying in bed Friday night, and I was moaning and groaning about my no sugar diet not yielding any weight loss. True, I haven’t been on my normal exercise schedule, but still. Ugh. I have dramatically reduced my caloric intake. I expect my pants to fall off my hips.

Mike said it didn’t matter, that I was not allowed to eat sugar ever again. It does bad things to my mood.

We talked back and forth a few minutes and he finally declared that I could eat a piece of chocolate on our anniversary–our 50th anniversary. We’re coming up on number six this year, so that is a damn lot of years without chocolate cake.

Do you see where this is going?

I’m an Aries. I don’t like being told what to do.

We went to a birthday party yesterday and there were big hunks of chocolate cake everywhere.

I ate two.

Now I’m in a piss poor mood and ready to beat anyone who comes within three inches of my person space. I’ve already snapped at Mike. Isn’t sugar fun?

I’m just glad I can finally name the reason for my intense mood swings. It seems so strange that sugar can make a person so grumpy, but I know it is the truth.

On top of all that, I am stressing about damned preschool. I was at a playdate Friday with preschool seeking mothers and I ended up freaking out. The thing is, I just don’t CARE about curriculum and prestige all that. I want it to be fun and relaxed and loving. That’s it. I want it to fit in my schedule. I want it to be affordable. I don’t want to be running around like a chicken with my head cut off, hand delivering applications if required or making sure my application has a very specific postmark date if that is what is required. It’s frakkin’ preschool, not Harvard.

I pulled out all my preschool information packs this morning and discovered the preschool I thought I was set on is out of our budget. The back-up preschool has times that don’t work with my gym schedule. See how it is all about me?

I did some searching and discovered that the school I don’t want to send him school because it is in a church and a bit of a drive is the cheapest option and has afternoon classes.

Guess what? He’s going. Ideals be damned.

Good thing I checked today because registration is tomorrow. I was totally looking forward to Body Pump tomorrow, but now I’m going to have to go stand in a stupid line with other mothers desperate to get their kid in the cheap preschool and hand in the registration form and registration fee. Gah! What a waste of time. Hand delivered? Really? The applications receive a number when you hand them in, I guess, and you have to hope you get yours before the class is filled.

I’m seeing a business idea here. Time for me to become a preschool owner (not teacher–no way!). There is obviously a big demand in this area.

At least this preschool is a straight up “get your app in, you’re accepted if there’s room” kind of school. My friend is going for a spot in a prestigious school that requires you to jump through all kinds of application hoops, then only accepts kids who meet their fancy-pants criteria.

I hope I’m in a better mood after Latin cardio.

Oh! I am feeling a lot better about the paint. We went and bought a bone colored sofa yesterday so we don’t have to plan around a color in the fabric. We are thinking white for all the trim/wainscoting and a barely blue for the walls. Then we want to paint the mantel and one half wall a really dark blue. It will be cool. I think. Now to find the right colors that don’t look like a clown threw up on our walls. That’s my biggest fear. My mom always picked colors that looked nice on the color chip, but looked horrendous on the walls. Guess what I’m doing today after Latin cardio? It’s off to the paint store with me! Finally!


2 Responses to “I am Weak”

  1. Lynanne Says:

    I’ve been inspired by your no-sugar diet, but I can’t give up chocolate, no sir-ee… Instead, I’m using the trick I learned when I had gestational diabetes – pair the chocolate with a meal (isn’t chocolate a meal in itself? j/k – I mean as a desert) so the sugar doesn’t hit the bloodstream all at once. I am finding that I’m in a much better mood when I’m not grouchy from chocolate cravings and don’t have the sugar rush and crash.

    I’m with you on being frustrated with the lack of progress on the scale numbers. I kept going up and up despite going to the gym for 5-6 days a week. I don’t think I can even use muscle mass as an excuse. meh.

    As for preschool – when does Erik start Kindergarten? Miss E just barely misses the cutoff for our state so she has another two years. We have decided against preschool for next year and will re-evaluate the following year. My older two didn’t get anything out of it. They were bored to tears by the activities so they acted out and bugged the other kids. As for socialization… does learning new ways to drive the teacher nuts count? Which was better than driving me nuts, I’d suppose. I guess what I’m trying to say is don’t stress about preschool – it really is optional. It’s hard to hear when everyone else is taking their young Einstein to formal preschool, but it sounds like Erik is a bright kid and gets lots of social time with playdates and gym time.

    Lynanne’s last blog post..To make up for copping out on the photo-a-day project

  2. Tree of Knowledge Says:

    You can buy cocoa nibs at most health food stores. It’s pure chocolate–no sugar or milk or anything. If you are craving chocolate (and not sugar), it’s very good. But you have to like the way unprocessed chocolate tastes. And you just need a few to get the fix. We use it in sauces and stuff too.

    Tree of Knowledge’s last blog post..Go Me!