Good God, did we all have a shitty weekend?
Friday night I couldn't sleep worth a damn, so at 12:30AM
I took a sleeping pill.
Had to walk my part time dog job at 10AM the next day and had
to get up at 7 so I could have my coffee first and then get all the
pee out before my 1.5hr walk, so, sleep sucked.
My walk sucked. It took us an hour and a half to do what I USUALLY
do in 45 minutes. SO.LAZY!
Good think I was able to let the pup off the leash to sprint around wildly, cuz
otherwise, even the 1.5hrs of walking would have done him ZERO good. He's
just a year old now, so, well, he's CRAZY, and needs LOTS of exercise.
After the walk I went home all pissed off over nothing, barked at the kids, barked
at the husband, holed myself up in the master bedroom and watched TV. The husband
took the kids to the park for like 4 hours, which was nice, but THAT pissed me off too,
because the youngest had a biography report to do (that I did most of... the prop that is)
and he needed to come home and FINISH IT cuz it was due on Monday.
So they got home, told the 7yo it was time to get to work, tears ensued and that pissed
me off to the high heavens because he had just had the best time ever at the park for
4 hours and now you can't write a couple of paragraphs when MOMMY did the REST of the
report FOR YOU? REALLY? God.
Got that done, husband slinked outside with his tail between his legs, with the kids and
I got back to watching TV on the BIG TV in the family room.... and then it struck me....
"Oreos would make mother feel a LOT better... a LOT BETTER".
So I ate them.
10 of them.
Then a handful of potato chips, and then I made Mike order pizza from our FAVORITE
place on the planet, whereupon I ate FOUR PIECES (usually two is the max), and THEN
I ate a Hershey bar!
I thought for sure that Red Death was coming early because of my horrible mood, AND because
ALL OF THAT FOOD, in a time span of TWO HOURS, felt like nothing at all. I swear, hollow leg
syndrome or something because it really felt like I was a bottomless pit.
Saturday night I slept like the dead, woke up in the BEST MOOD EVER, got up, had my coffee,
went on a completely TOO STRENUOUS 12 mile hike (6miles straight up, 6miles straight down -
the reviewer said it was MODERATE... moderate my ass!) that took THREE hours, drove home, still
great mood, never got hungry, took a neighborhood walk with my youngest, and then later at 4:30
asked my son if he wanted to go trail walking, which we did, for two hours.
Really didn't make up for the THREE THOUSAND CALORIES that I ate on Saturday, but, me thinks
I put those shitty carbs to use....