Whoa...I have a blog!

So, last night the man and I had a big talk. It was totally different from the way things were in the past when I was married to the ex. We actually talked and were able to express how we felt. It was good, painful, but good.

I definitely feel like I have some areas to improve. I have to REALLY work on housekeeping. I'm a bad, bad housekeeper. I have this thing about keeping paper. I don't throw it out, I just put it in a pile. I don't obsessively hoard it, I just keep it till I can't take it and throw it out. So, today, we ( yes, the royal we) start throwing out the paper.

I'm also only printing recipes in the size to go onto a card. That way I can try the recipe. If we like it I will put it on the card and then it goes into the file.

Today is day 5 of working out at the gym. I'm impressed. I went longer and harder on the treadmill, AND I worked out with loose weights at the same time. When the machine would lower the resistance, I picked up the weights and lifted them over my head and did various curls. Then after I got off the machine I worked my abs. Tomorrow I will do the treadmill and the leg machines. Wednesday I will do the same that I do today. My goal is to feel good. I want to look in the mirror and feel good with what I'm seeing.

So, off I go to more work on this floor. Tomorrow I get to deal with the people who built our pot rack. Our faulty pot rack. I won't go off on that rant. I really wont. Ugh.

Things are much happier here. That's good. The oldest kid is living here and going to school. It's a little stressful, but it's ok too. There are moments that I want to do anything but parent her when she's being a pain, but it's gotta get done. It doesn't get easier. No matter what anyone says.

That Still Quiet Place Inside

As my week has gone by, I've been prompted to listen to that still small voice deep inside. It's something that I really have been trying to cultivate lately. I believe that little voice is inside of us, and not to get all biblically scholarly on people, even the apostle Paul believed that everyone has that little voice inside of us.


On other notes, I'm going to start posting photos of some pages I have done, and some photos of my life. Being brave happens in baby steps.

K

It's a new day.

How appropriate that the day after I get my blog set up, my life should change in a new direction. One that I saw coming, and I saw the change coming, just not the way it actually ended up changing.

I love ambiguity. not.



It looks like I'm moving from one hospital to another. Politics...yadda yadda yadda. Research Admin. Yadda yadda yadda.

If I bite, and things look good. The new year will begin in a new place. Oh yeah. More money in my pocket too.

K