Well, it's Friday and I should be doing a million and one things today (like laundry, for starters) but all I want to do is veg on the couch and read, write, play a little video games. I just settled Aixah down for a nap and she should be good for about 3 hours, so that gives me three hours to:
a. veg in the couch
b. do laundry
c. veg in the couch and feel guilty afterwards
Ugh...
I feel like this weekend quickly approached me. This weekend being the weekend of our circuit convention. I still need to see about getting cold cuts for our sandwiches (the preferred option for lunch), what snacks and toys I will bring Aixah to distract her during the 6-hour meeting in which I know she will just behave terribly and I will come out looking like I was ran over by a truck several times and then stomped on by an elephant...so much for carefully choosing my outfits at Banana Republic, it makes no sense really if I'll be looking like roadkill afterwards. Which leads me to more vain stuff, like my hair and my eyebrows and my moustache, if you really must know. I had a tentative appointment today with a friend to get all of that taken care of (she runs a home business and she is also the only one I will let touch my eyebrows) but I totally forgot and now it is 3:30, possibly too late.
I'm seriously not this vain but I have been feeling frumpy lately. I shouldn't be feeling frumpy because I associate that with sweats, an oversized T-shirt and worn out sneakers, but I do. And I don't like it one bit. I'm thinking that maybe it's because I haven't worn heels since the summer. So I'm bringing out my heels tomorrow. But I know it also has to do with my weight. I'm not handling this weight thing very well. It seems like everyone and their mother suddenly lost an enormous amount of weight and here I am still lugging around baby weight...no fair. I'm also having a hard time controlling what I put into my mouth. Things like Chips Ahoy cookies go right in, one after the other. Now try feeding me baby carrots and I just might smack you across the head, I don't do well with veggies (I have no problem vegitating on the couch though, lol).
And to add to my frumpiness, I have my period which is equivalent to me bleeding to death and having to wear a maxi pad the size of Aixah's diaper and of course the terrible mood swings where I just want to smack everyone across the head. You just can't feel unfrumpy when you have a diaper in between your legs.
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