I wish I could say that I had a fun filled 3 day weekend, but I can't. I spent the entire time trying to clean my house. This is a never ending battle. I swear, I feel like a dog chasing my tail in this department. As soon as I get one area picked up, a kid (or husband) comes behind me and messes something up. So maddening! Along with this we tried to catch up on all our laundry, which adds to the messiness. Things don't look so straight when there are piles of clothes all over the place. At moments like these I entertain the idea of hiring someone to clean my house, but the problem, aside from not having the money to do this, is that we have to pick up all our messes first, which is the part I'm struggling with now. I never really did get to clean because I spent all my time picking up! Aaaarrrggghhhhhhhh!!!!!!
Oh, and I joined Weight Watchers on Saturday, so I'm grumpy. And hungry. Stress makes me want to eat, so it was a real pain in the butt when I couldn't turn to my old friend food this weekend while stressing about my messy house. Well, I did turn to food, but it was baby carrots and a big glass of water instead of chocolate, and that isn't nearly as comforting. Saturday I didn't do so well because we went to a fish fry for supper and I lost all control, but I managed to pull it together Sunday and Monday. I'm determined to make it work this time. Not only am I tired of being fat, but my health depends on it.
Reflecting back on this weekend, I wish that I could change some things. I wish that having a disorderly house didn't bother me so. I wish that we had done something fun as a family. I wish that I had taken the time to relax. Perhaps if I had done those things I wouldn't be so grumpy.
