One year ago today I found out I was pregnant.
Work is meh. I've been half-assedly looking for other work to no avail. I don't want to work long hours but it seems I'm overqualified for 40 hour/week jobs. That pisses me off. Right now, being challenged and getting ahead are not top priorities. I want to maintain. I want to work decent, reasonable hours that don't keep me away from home 12 hours a day. I found the perfect job but they were freaked out by my degree and experience and turned me down. I'm frustrated by the situation.
My sister got me a gift card to
Gene Juarez for my birthday. I'm thinking about getting a professional color. I've been using grocery store hair color for years. It'll be fun!
Punk is suffering from my low sex drive. :( It's not that I'm tired or sick or anything. I just don't want sex. At. All. I think this is supposed to ease up when I stop breastfeeding, so he only has 8 months or so to wait. *rolls eyes* I'm feeling guilty about it but irritated when it's brought up. It sucks and I feel like I suck. I bought some teh sexy lingerie the other day but just felt uncomfortable when I put it on. Waaaaaaah, help! I feel like such a cliche.
Crap! I'm having mixed feelings about Logan Huntzberger!
Thursday starts my 10-day free gym membership. I think that night I'll take the aerobic punching class or whatever it's called. Saturday I think I'll do kickboxing. Or yoga-lates or whatever. I'd set a goal, but I don't know what's reasonable any more. 20-30 pounds, probably.