Wow, two posts in one day. Either I'm bored, or ... well, I'm bored. Kinda, anyhow. I should just be going to bed, as hubby is snoring away on the couch and I am tired, but I just don't feel like it. So there. :)
Evidently me on a diet is like a smoker, um, not smoking. I'm irritable and all I think about is my next meal. But I was good again today. After a spat with Christen about who was pissed at whom (he thought I was mad, and I thought he was mad, and so therefore we both got mad), we stomped around the house a little and cleaned in anger. It was a good fight, evidently, because the house is much cleaner now. I made breakfast, scrambled eggs (with only 1/2 the yolks, so it was better for us), a piece of toast (2 for Christen) and a Babybel light cheese wheel with fat-free organic milk. We went over to Lifestyles Family Fitness and signed up for the gym, which I'm excited about, but we decided that today was a day to relax and we didn't work out. We signed up for our complimentary personal training sessions (gag me) and took our tour and headed out to enjoy our day.
The goal was to go to Ellenton to return a shirt. However, on the way down we decided to get lunch before going to the mall, and headed into Bradenton. You'd think since most of both sides of my family live in Bradenton that I'd be able to find my way around the godforsaken town (sorry, Bonny) but I couldn't find a decent restaurant to save my life. Then Christen took a wrong turn, took 301 south and then 41 south and before we knew it we were in Sarasota. Whoops! Then, we couldn't find anything there either. So we ended up in St. Armand's Key, where we finally parked and got out for awhile. We ate at Crab + Fin, and I had an order of steamed mussels in sherry (yum!) and water, and a cup of coffee. We put Spencer in the stroller and walked around (it was a gorgeous day) and window shopped with the rest of the tourists. Once we were done with the circle, we got back in the car, got slightly lost trying to find the Interstate in Sarasota, and got ourselves to Ellenton. At Ellenton I put Spencer in the mai tai carrier on my back and we browsed around the shops, exchanged my shirt, and Christen got some work clothes at Perry Ellis.
We didn't get home until after 7, so we fed Spencer leftover squash ravioli (he can eat more of that stuff than I can) and I marinated some shrimp in honey dijon, basil, lemon juice and garlic (adapted from Alosha's Kitchen) and grilled them with a packet of broccoli and served with acorn squash (I know acorn squash is sweet and starchy, but it was already in my fridge and I didn't want it to go to waste. Plus, it's so tasty!). We didn't eat until after Spencer went to bed, and I've staved off wanting to snack on sweets by playing Fallout 3 and then writing this post. Aren't you proud of me? I haven't figured out what to do with the sweets still in the house though. Maybe I'll drop them with a homeless person ... I don't know if I can physically do that, but it's the thought, right?
This weekend we're going to work on the front yard some more. We did so well Thursday, I don't want to ruin it by not finishing. Christen wants to clean out the garage, but I don't wanna! I think he's getting us into too much, but we'll see what we get done. I don't want to overdo it; this is my vacation, you know.
Friday, January 2, 2009
I refuse to be hungry forever ...
I'm up, and it's early. I've been up for 1/2 hour, but I've been relishing the fact that the only ones awake were me and the dog. I let her out and listened to the silence for a few minutes, entered PW's latest contest for printers, and bummed around the house a little. I can hear the little one waking up but I don't want to go in there just yet. He's been so cranky lately because of those teeth. He's okay during the day, but at bedtime when there's nothing to do but lay in bed thinking about how much his mouth hurts, he just cries and cries. He wakes up in the middle of the night screaming in pain and I feel so bad for the little one. One of the two made its appearance on Monday, but the other one hasn't completely cut through and even the one that did cut, I know it's bothering him as it finishes pushing through his gums.
New Year's Eve was fun for us. We picked up Shea and went for dinner, which wasn't that great. We went to Mimi's, which we love, but it's all Shea's fault it wasn't good at all. She doesn't like the place and said her food is never good, but it's always fantastic when we go! And everywhere else was a long wait and we were hungry. I had the chicken piccata, which I've had there before and it's been great (not good at all), Christen had a steak which was raw in some places (yes, there's a difference between medium rare and raw), Spencer's food didn't come out until closer the end (and any restaurant should know you feed the kid first, especially if it's 7:30 at night; at least they comped it) and we ordered fried pickles for appetizer which really were terrible. Thus endeth my last meal where I could eat what I want.
Afterward we came back to our house and the boy went to sleep, and we opened a second bottle of wine, ordered Tropic Thunder on Movies on Demand and played Trivial Pursuit 90s edition. The movie was funny, the game was funny (it took close to 3 1/2 hours to play) and Shea won!
New Years Resolutions: did you make any? I don't usually, but this year I did. I have to lose weight. I'm embarrassed by how much I weigh, and I guess you could say I hide it well, because most people (the close ones that I would be frank and honest about how much it is) are shocked by the number. I know it's just a number, but it's the nail in the coffin for me because I feel every pound. I'm officially the heaviest I've ever been while not being pregnant, and I'm not too far off that weight either (by 9 pounds). I'm uncomfortable about my size, I hate how I look in pictures, I'm terribly out of shape. So I'm losing weight. I'm watching what I eat, I'm joining a gym (that's today) and I'm committed to this. I haven't figured out what I'm going to do about cooking, because I don't cook terribly healthy. But to help, I joined a weight-loss pool (Christen did too) for 3 months. $20 into the pool, and the person who loses the biggest percentage of weight wins the pot. It's up to almost $300.
I've always been terrible about dieting. I can eat healthy, but ... not really. I know that a lot of the things I cook are not the best for you. I'm also annoyed at Christen because he hasn't changed his eating habits in the least. Yesterday was my first committed day to eating a smaller amount of food, and I had a bowl of cereal for breakfast, a fuji apple chicken salad from Panera Bread (next time I'm asking for 1/2 the dressing because it was sopping in it, but it was delicious), two bites of Spencer's grilled cheese from Panera, and for dinner I marinated chicken in fat-free Italian dressing all day and we grilled them and made grilled chicken salads (mine with my spray balsalmic vinegarette that I adore). I drank nothing but water all day. I was hungry, all day. I had a snack directly after dinner because I was still hungry, and made one stalk of celery with peanut butter. And more water. And then I played Fallout 3 and went to bed, trying to ignore the fact that I was still hungry. Does it get better?
My exercise was pretty good, even though we didn't join the gym yet. Wednesday I pulled down all that jasmine, which was a serious job. I stare at the back fence and I don't really know how I did all that on my own. Thursday we bought mulch and set about weeding the front flowerbeds, raking out all the old mulch and replacing it. I cut down palm fronds with my trusty hedge trimmers, and trimmed that nasty hybiscus we have near the road until it was almost acceptable looking.The weeds were insane around the hybiscus. We didn't get everything done we set out to do, but it was pretty heavy duty, and we're going to do more today and tomorrow.
My other resolution is just to work on our finances. We're doing fine, but we're always late on our bills because we forget about them, and I never know how much money we have even though I'm the one that pays the bills. So in the coming week I'm going to set up our accounts on MS Money or something like that and start tracking our spending, and when we need to pay certain bills so I can stop being so anxious about money. That should hopefully be an easy resolution.
Anyhow, Spencer has been whining in his crib for a few minutes (you can tell he's uncomfortable because he doesn't usually whine in his crib in the morning, he just plays). So I'm going to go get him and maybe take him out to play with the dog (who by the way, hates the electric fence but hasn't tried to dig out of the yard since it was installed so SUCCESS!)
New Year's Eve was fun for us. We picked up Shea and went for dinner, which wasn't that great. We went to Mimi's, which we love, but it's all Shea's fault it wasn't good at all. She doesn't like the place and said her food is never good, but it's always fantastic when we go! And everywhere else was a long wait and we were hungry. I had the chicken piccata, which I've had there before and it's been great (not good at all), Christen had a steak which was raw in some places (yes, there's a difference between medium rare and raw), Spencer's food didn't come out until closer the end (and any restaurant should know you feed the kid first, especially if it's 7:30 at night; at least they comped it) and we ordered fried pickles for appetizer which really were terrible. Thus endeth my last meal where I could eat what I want.
Afterward we came back to our house and the boy went to sleep, and we opened a second bottle of wine, ordered Tropic Thunder on Movies on Demand and played Trivial Pursuit 90s edition. The movie was funny, the game was funny (it took close to 3 1/2 hours to play) and Shea won!
New Years Resolutions: did you make any? I don't usually, but this year I did. I have to lose weight. I'm embarrassed by how much I weigh, and I guess you could say I hide it well, because most people (the close ones that I would be frank and honest about how much it is) are shocked by the number. I know it's just a number, but it's the nail in the coffin for me because I feel every pound. I'm officially the heaviest I've ever been while not being pregnant, and I'm not too far off that weight either (by 9 pounds). I'm uncomfortable about my size, I hate how I look in pictures, I'm terribly out of shape. So I'm losing weight. I'm watching what I eat, I'm joining a gym (that's today) and I'm committed to this. I haven't figured out what I'm going to do about cooking, because I don't cook terribly healthy. But to help, I joined a weight-loss pool (Christen did too) for 3 months. $20 into the pool, and the person who loses the biggest percentage of weight wins the pot. It's up to almost $300.
I've always been terrible about dieting. I can eat healthy, but ... not really. I know that a lot of the things I cook are not the best for you. I'm also annoyed at Christen because he hasn't changed his eating habits in the least. Yesterday was my first committed day to eating a smaller amount of food, and I had a bowl of cereal for breakfast, a fuji apple chicken salad from Panera Bread (next time I'm asking for 1/2 the dressing because it was sopping in it, but it was delicious), two bites of Spencer's grilled cheese from Panera, and for dinner I marinated chicken in fat-free Italian dressing all day and we grilled them and made grilled chicken salads (mine with my spray balsalmic vinegarette that I adore). I drank nothing but water all day. I was hungry, all day. I had a snack directly after dinner because I was still hungry, and made one stalk of celery with peanut butter. And more water. And then I played Fallout 3 and went to bed, trying to ignore the fact that I was still hungry. Does it get better?
My exercise was pretty good, even though we didn't join the gym yet. Wednesday I pulled down all that jasmine, which was a serious job. I stare at the back fence and I don't really know how I did all that on my own. Thursday we bought mulch and set about weeding the front flowerbeds, raking out all the old mulch and replacing it. I cut down palm fronds with my trusty hedge trimmers, and trimmed that nasty hybiscus we have near the road until it was almost acceptable looking.The weeds were insane around the hybiscus. We didn't get everything done we set out to do, but it was pretty heavy duty, and we're going to do more today and tomorrow.
My other resolution is just to work on our finances. We're doing fine, but we're always late on our bills because we forget about them, and I never know how much money we have even though I'm the one that pays the bills. So in the coming week I'm going to set up our accounts on MS Money or something like that and start tracking our spending, and when we need to pay certain bills so I can stop being so anxious about money. That should hopefully be an easy resolution.
Anyhow, Spencer has been whining in his crib for a few minutes (you can tell he's uncomfortable because he doesn't usually whine in his crib in the morning, he just plays). So I'm going to go get him and maybe take him out to play with the dog (who by the way, hates the electric fence but hasn't tried to dig out of the yard since it was installed so SUCCESS!)
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Happy New Year!
So I haven't been doing much posting as of late, but it's not because there's not much going on. On the contrary, there's loads going on!
Work is better; it's been 3 weeks since I cried. I flew to Ft. Lauderdale for work one day, and I had planned on going to Jacksonville but that rescheduled until the end of this month. In two weeks I go to Panama City -- do I know anyone there I can see? Let me know! :) Traveling for work makes me feel like a grown up. Now if there was a little less work needing to be done. I had today scheduled off and I really didn't want to work, but there were things I had to have done by end of year. So yesterday I got in at 6:30am, ate breakfast and lunch at my desk while I worked, and stayed until 7pm. I didn't finish quite everything, but enough that I felt really good about how I left my desk. The things that they said "this will be done by end of year" are done. That's the important thing.
Today Spencer had his second flu shot, and I took him to daycare afterward (I kind of guilted her into staying open past 12 so I'd have some time ...) and I came home to the Invisible Fence guy. He's installing it now! I talked them down in price over the phone by $300 (I told him I wasn't willing to pay that much and I'd have my friends come over to help for beer, and he lowered his price to what I told him I'd be willing to pay) and he got here an hour early to get it done, I imagine so he would have the rest of his NYE to himself. While he was setting up I decided to cut down the jasmine against the back fence of my yard. It was so overgrown and I couldn't figure out how he was going to get it done through the jasmine. Wow, what a job! I should have bought something electric or at least a machete, but instead I did it all with my hedge clippers. My arms are a little shaky now, but it took me 1 hour 15 minutes to cut down 64 feet of overgrown jasmine. I'm not sure how I'm going to get it over the fence now, but it's off the fence at least. I'm glad I did it now that it's done; it was so overgrown it was starting to break parts of the fence.
Anyhow, I keep starting and stopping this post, so I'm going to go now. Have a safe and happy new year!!
Work is better; it's been 3 weeks since I cried. I flew to Ft. Lauderdale for work one day, and I had planned on going to Jacksonville but that rescheduled until the end of this month. In two weeks I go to Panama City -- do I know anyone there I can see? Let me know! :) Traveling for work makes me feel like a grown up. Now if there was a little less work needing to be done. I had today scheduled off and I really didn't want to work, but there were things I had to have done by end of year. So yesterday I got in at 6:30am, ate breakfast and lunch at my desk while I worked, and stayed until 7pm. I didn't finish quite everything, but enough that I felt really good about how I left my desk. The things that they said "this will be done by end of year" are done. That's the important thing.
Today Spencer had his second flu shot, and I took him to daycare afterward (I kind of guilted her into staying open past 12 so I'd have some time ...) and I came home to the Invisible Fence guy. He's installing it now! I talked them down in price over the phone by $300 (I told him I wasn't willing to pay that much and I'd have my friends come over to help for beer, and he lowered his price to what I told him I'd be willing to pay) and he got here an hour early to get it done, I imagine so he would have the rest of his NYE to himself. While he was setting up I decided to cut down the jasmine against the back fence of my yard. It was so overgrown and I couldn't figure out how he was going to get it done through the jasmine. Wow, what a job! I should have bought something electric or at least a machete, but instead I did it all with my hedge clippers. My arms are a little shaky now, but it took me 1 hour 15 minutes to cut down 64 feet of overgrown jasmine. I'm not sure how I'm going to get it over the fence now, but it's off the fence at least. I'm glad I did it now that it's done; it was so overgrown it was starting to break parts of the fence.
Anyhow, I keep starting and stopping this post, so I'm going to go now. Have a safe and happy new year!!
Thursday, December 25, 2008
Friday, December 12, 2008
Happy Christmas!
These were hard pictures to take. For some reason, Spencer decided today of all days that he didn't want to leave Momma's arms. It was a little bothersome. Plus, I really wanted some Christmas pictures that I didn't spend an arm and a leg having someone take for me.
In other observations, has anyone noticed they renamed Pachabel's Canon as "Christmas Canon" and plays it on the Christmas channel? Ugh, I hate that song.
Anyhow, I photoshopped Spencer's black eye out of his Christmas pictures. Well, most of them. It wasn't a terrible bruise, but it was yellowing. I don't even know how he got it this time (it's the exact place as last time, right on the occipital ridge of his eye). His daycare provider said it was just like that when he woke up from his nap. He probably clocked himself on the playpen or something. Could have been worse, but every time I plan on taking pictures this happens!
Thursday, December 11, 2008
greetings from the 'hood! crazyhood, that is ...
It's a good thing I remembered to water the grass last night!
It's raining terribly today. A dreary, nasty, hard-to-find-a-satellite-signal day. And damn if my "40s on 4" station isn't coming in! It was hit-or-miss early this morning, but now I'm rocking to Jimmie Lunsford and Bing Crosby.
I hate to breathe a sigh of relief since it's only Thursday (read: a day and a half left for things to go to shit), but this week has been light years better than yesterweek. Things are looking up. Tuesday I decorated the tree and put up some decorations throughout the living room convincing me that it is, in fact, the holidays. We still haven't decorated outside (well, I built 3 one-foot light trees, but I don't know if they count; they look lonely) and I told Christen we could forgo the outer-baubles. He disagreed. But next year -- weekend after Thanksgiving, man. I want them up :)
I meant to start Jazzercise with April this week (yes, it is 1985 again) but I couldn't get my butt in gear on time, so instead I jogged/power walked the loop from my house to Target and around again. I think it's about 1 1/5 miles. Knowing me, if I clock it, it's probably only 1/2 a mile. But I'll believe in wishful thinking and decide that as long as it was a little difficult, it was worth it. If I can keep it up I can always extend the trip once I get better at it. If it's not raining I might take Spencer with me in the jogging stroller today. Maybe.
It's raining terribly today. A dreary, nasty, hard-to-find-a-satellite-signal day. And damn if my "40s on 4" station isn't coming in! It was hit-or-miss early this morning, but now I'm rocking to Jimmie Lunsford and Bing Crosby.
I hate to breathe a sigh of relief since it's only Thursday (read: a day and a half left for things to go to shit), but this week has been light years better than yesterweek. Things are looking up. Tuesday I decorated the tree and put up some decorations throughout the living room convincing me that it is, in fact, the holidays. We still haven't decorated outside (well, I built 3 one-foot light trees, but I don't know if they count; they look lonely) and I told Christen we could forgo the outer-baubles. He disagreed. But next year -- weekend after Thanksgiving, man. I want them up :)
I meant to start Jazzercise with April this week (yes, it is 1985 again) but I couldn't get my butt in gear on time, so instead I jogged/power walked the loop from my house to Target and around again. I think it's about 1 1/5 miles. Knowing me, if I clock it, it's probably only 1/2 a mile. But I'll believe in wishful thinking and decide that as long as it was a little difficult, it was worth it. If I can keep it up I can always extend the trip once I get better at it. If it's not raining I might take Spencer with me in the jogging stroller today. Maybe.
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Teetering
It’s been a rough and tumble couple of weeks these weeks past. I hope yours was good. Mine, well, not so good.
Spencer’s been doing well; a little crabby here and there. With the teething, I guess I shouldn’t be surprised. Evidently he’s doing better than some babies (my mom says one of us wouldn’t stop crying through most of the teething stage). He doesn’t cry a lot, but he can get crabby at the drop of a hat, especially if he’s not getting enough attention. With attention, he doesn’t even worry about his teeth. I guess that’s most babies too, right? He cut a third bottom tooth this weekend, but those two top ones have been threatening for weeks. Hopefully they’ll come in soon and we’ll be good for a little while.
I have been under a ridiculous amount of stress with my job. Most of it is my own making, I know, because I can’t stand that I’m just not up to speed on most of my files. I open them and there’s so much I don’t know and it scares me. It’s not like you can Google lawsuits to get an overview of the system. What’s involved in appellate decisions, what the proper time periods are for different filings. I thought I knew a good bit before taking this position, but I only knew the tip of the ice berg. And I know it’s going to get better, and I know that there are people there to help me. I’m so scared of missing something I constantly feel like I’m in the dark. I know it’s a learning curve. I know it gets better.
And then, on top of the work stress, when something happens at home to cause more stress, I shut down. I didn’t know I could do that. My mom does it on occasion, but I’ve always been so much better at handling my stress. It turns out I can shut down too. Wednesday I stopped eating for a couple days. Nothing I did eat would stay in me. I slept for 12 hours at a time, or I didn’t sleep at all. I broke down in hysterics at work, on the phone with attorneys’ secretaries. I haven’t been that way in, well, never. This weekend was a mending time for me. I tried to start eating again (note: wings and beer on a fragile stomach are not the way to go). I tried to start paying attention to my husband and son again. We went garage saling, and went about our normal routine. It all helped. I think I’m better. Still teetering on the brink of craziness, but hopefully better.
One thing that did happen while I was breaking down is that I immersed myself in the Twilight books. Vampires have never really been my thing; I’m not a big fantasy reader. But I consume books; once I start, if it keeps me entertained, I’ll read until I finish. I’ve never been one to read at bedtime because it’ll keep me up all night (I take that back; I’ll read at bedtime but it will keep me up at night. I have to do it when I’m willing to stay up). However, I often start picking at what I read. I’m a constant editor – loopholes in sense, grammatical errors, typos … these things take me out of a story more than they would most people. (Please don’t use this to critique my blog; I write almost in stream of consciousness here). I had none of these problems with the Twilight saga, and I don’t know if that is because they didn’t exist or because I was that obsessed. I didn’t think I’d get sucked in, but I did. I read the first book on Monday. Thursday, I read the second and third (not nearly as good, but I wanted to know more of the story). Friday, I read the fourth. Sunday, I re-read the fourth (I think it was better than the first). Monday, I found the draft of the fifth that she posted on her website half-finished, and read that. I can’t get enough. I hate to say it, but it’s all in how it makes me feel. And how I feel is obsessed. Christen might get me my own copy (I borrowed them from a friend), but I kind of hope he doesn’t. What’s to stop me from re-reading them over and over then? I’ve heard mixed reviews about the movie, so I’m torn about seeing it.
Anyhow, there are only a couple weeks until Christmas, and I’m taking most of the holiday off. I’m taking Dec 22-26 off, and then Dec 31-Jan 2 (So basically I’m working 2 days out of two weeks). I’m super excited, although I think I’ll have anxiety about my desk the whole time I’m not at it. Spencer and I will be able to finish our Christmas shopping (I’ve been doing some, but mostly I’ve been putting it off terribly, and unlike in previous years) and maybe see some relatives that haven’t met him yet. Before my vacation, I only have one trip to Ft. Lauderdale and one meeting in Clearwater , and otherwise I’m at my desk non-stop, so hopefully I’ll be able to keep everything under control over the next two weeks. It would be so nice to be breakdown-free through the New Year.
Spencer’s been doing well; a little crabby here and there. With the teething, I guess I shouldn’t be surprised. Evidently he’s doing better than some babies (my mom says one of us wouldn’t stop crying through most of the teething stage). He doesn’t cry a lot, but he can get crabby at the drop of a hat, especially if he’s not getting enough attention. With attention, he doesn’t even worry about his teeth. I guess that’s most babies too, right? He cut a third bottom tooth this weekend, but those two top ones have been threatening for weeks. Hopefully they’ll come in soon and we’ll be good for a little while.
I have been under a ridiculous amount of stress with my job. Most of it is my own making, I know, because I can’t stand that I’m just not up to speed on most of my files. I open them and there’s so much I don’t know and it scares me. It’s not like you can Google lawsuits to get an overview of the system. What’s involved in appellate decisions, what the proper time periods are for different filings. I thought I knew a good bit before taking this position, but I only knew the tip of the ice berg. And I know it’s going to get better, and I know that there are people there to help me. I’m so scared of missing something I constantly feel like I’m in the dark. I know it’s a learning curve. I know it gets better.
And then, on top of the work stress, when something happens at home to cause more stress, I shut down. I didn’t know I could do that. My mom does it on occasion, but I’ve always been so much better at handling my stress. It turns out I can shut down too. Wednesday I stopped eating for a couple days. Nothing I did eat would stay in me. I slept for 12 hours at a time, or I didn’t sleep at all. I broke down in hysterics at work, on the phone with attorneys’ secretaries. I haven’t been that way in, well, never. This weekend was a mending time for me. I tried to start eating again (note: wings and beer on a fragile stomach are not the way to go). I tried to start paying attention to my husband and son again. We went garage saling, and went about our normal routine. It all helped. I think I’m better. Still teetering on the brink of craziness, but hopefully better.
One thing that did happen while I was breaking down is that I immersed myself in the Twilight books. Vampires have never really been my thing; I’m not a big fantasy reader. But I consume books; once I start, if it keeps me entertained, I’ll read until I finish. I’ve never been one to read at bedtime because it’ll keep me up all night (I take that back; I’ll read at bedtime but it will keep me up at night. I have to do it when I’m willing to stay up). However, I often start picking at what I read. I’m a constant editor – loopholes in sense, grammatical errors, typos … these things take me out of a story more than they would most people. (Please don’t use this to critique my blog; I write almost in stream of consciousness here). I had none of these problems with the Twilight saga, and I don’t know if that is because they didn’t exist or because I was that obsessed. I didn’t think I’d get sucked in, but I did. I read the first book on Monday. Thursday, I read the second and third (not nearly as good, but I wanted to know more of the story). Friday, I read the fourth. Sunday, I re-read the fourth (I think it was better than the first). Monday, I found the draft of the fifth that she posted on her website half-finished, and read that. I can’t get enough. I hate to say it, but it’s all in how it makes me feel. And how I feel is obsessed. Christen might get me my own copy (I borrowed them from a friend), but I kind of hope he doesn’t. What’s to stop me from re-reading them over and over then? I’ve heard mixed reviews about the movie, so I’m torn about seeing it.
Anyhow, there are only a couple weeks until Christmas, and I’m taking most of the holiday off. I’m taking Dec 22-26 off, and then Dec 31-Jan 2 (So basically I’m working 2 days out of two weeks). I’m super excited, although I think I’ll have anxiety about my desk the whole time I’m not at it. Spencer and I will be able to finish our Christmas shopping (I’ve been doing some, but mostly I’ve been putting it off terribly, and unlike in previous years) and maybe see some relatives that haven’t met him yet. Before my vacation, I only have one trip to Ft. Lauderdale and one meeting in Clearwater , and otherwise I’m at my desk non-stop, so hopefully I’ll be able to keep everything under control over the next two weeks. It would be so nice to be breakdown-free through the New Year.
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