the WORST blogger ever

Yea, that's me.

Not only have I been slacking on the blogging, I've been slacking on my gym time and food logging too. But to be fair to me, this has been an AWFUL week! Some bizarre stuff went down at work which has resulted in me taking on the work of 2 people (that's not the bizarre part, just the result of said bizarre things).
In addition to that, I had my FOURTH (yes, fourth!) interview for a new job. It is down to me and one other (older) candidate and the Board making the decision is taking a vote this afternoon! (think good thoughts for me today, we desperately need me to get this job). I am sick to my stomach anxious!

Then, on Thursday, my kitty-Mr. Puss got DEATHLY ill and had to be rushed to the Emergency Room at the UNiversity of PA vet hospital. He had a blocked urinary tract and he hadn't peed in 3 days. The doctors said they were surprised he was alive. He's badass like that. BUt he's still really sick and needs to be there for a few more days. Our other cat, Isabel, cried and cried all day yesterday looking for him. So sad. We love you, buddy!! Get well soon!

And to top it all off, every place we wanted to have our wedding ceremony is booked or blocked (and by blocked I mean the road that this one garden is on is comepletely blocked off the ENTIRE day for a regatta). So we may push the wedding back. We need more time, options and (obviously) money.

Suffice it to say, I have worked out a total of ONE times this week. I know, I suck. But I've been so drained emotionally and mentally that all I've wanted to do is sleep. And maybe have a glass of wine or two :-)
In addition, I haven't logged any food since Monday. And now I can't remember back that far.

Andrew called this "an off week" which I think is a total understatement. I promise next week will be different (and hopefully, a lot less eventful)

Oh the Irony..

Okay, so I have decided that I LOVE going to the gym first thing in the morning. I like it for several reasons:
1) hardly anyone is there = no wait for equipment
2) I've burned 1000 calories by the time I get in the shower at 8am
3) I have my WHOOOOLE night free (to cook dinner, do laundry, read my book, watch tv, bake cookies-whatever I fricken FEEL like, basically. Happy Hour, what?)
4) I have my whole MIND free (as in I don't spend the whole day dreading the gym and the things I hate about it and instead I can focus totally on blogs and gossip rags. and occasionally work.)
5) I feel basically awesome all day long (as long as I have a cup of coffee for my mid afternoon after-lunch slump)
6) No creepy TV watching guy (there is this guy at my gym-kinda old, always wears black sweatpants-and I've NEVER seen him work out. All he does is stand by the treadmills and ellipticals and watch TV. For HOURS. Its weird. And annoying. And when he's there, I get SO distracted on the treadmill thinking about why he never works out and why he doesn't just wacth tv at home....but I digress)

Great, right? With a list like that, I should have NO PROBLEM going to the gym in the morning.

Except....
I HATE getting up early and I HATE mornings.
But other than that, I'm totally sold on the morning gym visits.


We had a really low key weekend. I ran some errands, grocery shopped, read my book, had lunch with Andrew's mom...it was really nice. This week I have a million things to do: planning for our holiday party next weekend whilst trying to find our foster dog a new home, fix the leak in the roof, do 7 million loads of laundry, clean, bake cookies for my office-mates, and prep for our travel next week. (I yawned just WRITING all of that!) I'm in for a CRAZY week, I guess!


Here's our Christmas tree (we decorated last weekend):



























Oh, and I'm still in a fight with the scale. I'm giving it the silent treatment.