*deep breath*
Um...hi! Remember me?
I've been absolutely CRAZY as of late. So freakin' busy, no time for anything.
Work: Job has recently been added to and added to. To the point where I've come in an hour early *shudder* just to keep up with the workload. I stay late the nights I can (the nights I don't have to pick up Julia from the sitter's), but it's just not enough. I just have to find my groove, get back into a routine and all will be well.
It's flattering, of course. The other day my boss told me I'm phenomonal. Quite nice. :) Then I had the satisfaction of correcting him about why I'd come in early to work the day before. On Wed. I had an 8:45 dental appt. On Tuesday I came in to work an hour early just to catch up, planning to work through my lunch on Wed. to make up for the dentist that morning. He thought I came in early on Tuesday to make up the time, and I got to tell him to his face that no, I'd come in early because I had that much work to do. The look of "Oh" on his face was priceless.
The downside to all of this is that I have very little time to email, chat, or update journals while I'm at work any more. And forget about writing fiction. But I'm due for a raise this month so I'm hoping all the work pays off.
Home: Julia's growing like a weed and says over 50 words now. She can tell you what cows, dog, cats, pigs, owls, snakes, and ducks all say. She "reads" to herself. She's so advanced that the parents of kids at the babysitter's comment on her to their spouses, and then the spouses come in asking "Which one's Julia?" My sister, an early-childhood major with a Master's in that field, tells me that at this point Julia should maybe know three or four words. Not my girl.
As the Heineken guys say: Brilliant!
My Easter was good. Busy, but good. I wasn't thrilled with the fact that I had to miss church this year in favor of going to John's sister's house to celebrate with their family, but I'll live. We did that for brunch, then my mom's house that evening for dinner.
My sister has STILL not had her baby. Her due date is this Thursday, and not a single thing is happening. Nothing. She saw her doctor today and he told her that if she makes it to next Monday (her next weekly checkup) and there's still nothing going on, that he's scheduling her to be induced. Her blood pressure is rising, she's huge and uncomfortable, and the baby is just going to keep getting bigger. We can't WAIT.
And that's about my life. Nothing vastly new, nothing exciting.
I restarted South Beach today for a three-week stint. I did the diet for five weeks before and lost 14 pounds. I then quit and went back to eating whatever the hell I wanted, and haven't gained a pound in the month since I stopped. So I'm restarting again to drop, hopefully, the last pounds. Knowing that I can go back to eating cheeseburgers again in three weeks is prime motivation. Luck would be appreciated.
Other than that, I miss you guys...I'm going to try to find a happy medium at work so I can still tune in and find out what's the what with you all!
I've been absolutely CRAZY as of late. So freakin' busy, no time for anything.
Work: Job has recently been added to and added to. To the point where I've come in an hour early *shudder* just to keep up with the workload. I stay late the nights I can (the nights I don't have to pick up Julia from the sitter's), but it's just not enough. I just have to find my groove, get back into a routine and all will be well.
It's flattering, of course. The other day my boss told me I'm phenomonal. Quite nice. :) Then I had the satisfaction of correcting him about why I'd come in early to work the day before. On Wed. I had an 8:45 dental appt. On Tuesday I came in to work an hour early just to catch up, planning to work through my lunch on Wed. to make up for the dentist that morning. He thought I came in early on Tuesday to make up the time, and I got to tell him to his face that no, I'd come in early because I had that much work to do. The look of "Oh" on his face was priceless.
The downside to all of this is that I have very little time to email, chat, or update journals while I'm at work any more. And forget about writing fiction. But I'm due for a raise this month so I'm hoping all the work pays off.
Home: Julia's growing like a weed and says over 50 words now. She can tell you what cows, dog, cats, pigs, owls, snakes, and ducks all say. She "reads" to herself. She's so advanced that the parents of kids at the babysitter's comment on her to their spouses, and then the spouses come in asking "Which one's Julia?" My sister, an early-childhood major with a Master's in that field, tells me that at this point Julia should maybe know three or four words. Not my girl.
As the Heineken guys say: Brilliant!
My Easter was good. Busy, but good. I wasn't thrilled with the fact that I had to miss church this year in favor of going to John's sister's house to celebrate with their family, but I'll live. We did that for brunch, then my mom's house that evening for dinner.
My sister has STILL not had her baby. Her due date is this Thursday, and not a single thing is happening. Nothing. She saw her doctor today and he told her that if she makes it to next Monday (her next weekly checkup) and there's still nothing going on, that he's scheduling her to be induced. Her blood pressure is rising, she's huge and uncomfortable, and the baby is just going to keep getting bigger. We can't WAIT.
And that's about my life. Nothing vastly new, nothing exciting.
I restarted South Beach today for a three-week stint. I did the diet for five weeks before and lost 14 pounds. I then quit and went back to eating whatever the hell I wanted, and haven't gained a pound in the month since I stopped. So I'm restarting again to drop, hopefully, the last pounds. Knowing that I can go back to eating cheeseburgers again in three weeks is prime motivation. Luck would be appreciated.
Other than that, I miss you guys...I'm going to try to find a happy medium at work so I can still tune in and find out what's the what with you all!