So...

I hate having the feeling like I have a lot to say, but then when I sit down and try to blog nothing wants to come out. It's like my brain and vocabulary are constipated and I am clueless about what to use as a laxative.  You don't even want to know how long it took me to put that sentence together.

David and I are doing good.  We've continued on our path to getting healthy and it is paying off.  We have come far, but there is still a long way to go.  The weight is slowly coming off for me, and I'm sure the medication I'm on for my hella high cholesterol don't help with that BUT they have helped with the hella high cholesterol so I will try not to get too bent out of shape about it.  It's all for the greater good.  And I just keep telling myself that if is slow to come off (the weight) then it's gonna stay off.  

We are both still employed.  

Puppy is still crazy, cranky, and OCD about her fur.

I guess that's all that's going to come out today.  /sigh

Wednesday-Sleep 3

Did battle with a stupid shelf that will be going back to the store as a rejected piece of crap.  I had fun with that, can you tell?  Working on de-scumming the shower head.  Trying something I saw on Pinterest.  I'll know how it did in 2-3 hours (or tomorrow morning).  Working on getting the energy to do battle with some really dirty floor boards.  Yeah, I should do that instead of trying to blog.  I'll be back.

So... due to extreme dirt and grime I have blown through the cleaning crap I bought and am unable to continue until I obtain more.  Which will be tomorrow.  While cleaning, I discovered my shelf building and tearing apart left me with a blister on my thumb.  On a higher note, I did battle with the cat fur that has taken over the house and I think I did some damage.  The cat is certainly pissed off at me.  I expect to come home tomorrow and find even more fur than I sucked up.  This is the way of things.

Tomorrow is gonna be a busy day, I'm going to see my parents at the coast.  I should probably try to get some sleep so I have my wits about me.

I'm one day closer to my David coming home...

Tuesday-Sleep 2

Things that are when David is away:

• I don't sleep well
• Puppy is far more creepy (I believe she feels she has the upper hand with one of her people are gone and her chances of eating one of us is far greater)
• All the noises the house makes are creepy-it's possibly haunted
• I don't sleep well
• Lights on good; lights off bad
• Walking with David is better than walking without David
• I have a lot of girl movies-I could spend the entire time sobbing over fictional characters dying/getting married/falling in love/falling out of love (etc)
• Puppy deposits the same amount of fur whether we are here or not
• I don't sleep well
• My ability to deal with bullshit is greatly less without David
• I don't sleep well

Yeah, that's just some of it.  My brain just isn't working.  I know David is out of town working, and isn't exactly thrilled that he had to go.  I feel bad complaining.  I'm actually incredibly lucky.  He would rather be here with me and the scruffy-looking fur-herder than away from us.  I get to come home to him every day, I get to spend lovely evenings with him.  He's my best friend, and the one person in the world I can confide in and trust.  It's no wonder I'm a little off balance, and lost when he's away.  

As I sit here, the cat is sitting on David's footstool with her back to me, tail twitching.  She's out of sorts too.  I don't know if I tell David enough how important he is to me.  Frankly, I think I've been a bit of a moody poop lately.  I know I'm being a little mushy, but there it is.  I miss my best friend and I'm looking forward to his return.  3 more sleeps sweetheart!

Monday-Sleep 1

It's that time again, David is out of town for work this week and I'm going to put on my big girl panties and try not to miss him too much!  We had a really lovely weekend before he had to head out, and then had a lovely cheat meal breakfast before he left.  I had to leave before he did this morning, so I still have the "shock" of empty house in my future.  It's not as bad as it sounds.  The cat is there.  I'm just used to coming home to him cooking something wonderful and pouring wine.  Man am I a lucky lady!

This week I'm hoping to start doing some things around the house to show him I really do care about how the place looks, and that I appreciate all his hard work that he's done around the place.  My list is long, and painful, and I won't finish before he gets home.  But it will help pass the time and it will feel good to be moving around and getting things done.  I just have to survive the rest of the work day, a quick errand and then I'm home.

----Fast forward to being home----

Had a package waiting for me from Amazon-we have a new French Press (pics later).  As soon as I got out of the car I heard puppy meowing, I think she was tired of being alone.  She's used to have David around during the day.  And I think even though she is off doing cat things I think she misses having him in the house.  I am pretty sure that's a compliment.

As I was putting away some DVD's a spider as big as my head crawled out and tried to eat me.  I think I'm done cleaning for today.  Tomorrow is a whole new day.

4 sleeps sweetheart-we can do this!

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Shit I Can't Believe I Deal With at Safeway: Wine Jerks

It's time for another installment of "shit I can't believe I deal with at Safeway."  Let me set this up for you.  It's Monday, around 4:40 pm.  I have finished work for the day and stop at the store at my way home.  It's sunny out, only a few clouds in the sky.  There is a nice breeze.  I have my list organized by isles (helps me be quick, and not forget items and I don't care if it makes me sound OCD), so I start on the fun side of the store.  The wine isle.

Our Safeway doesn't have a huge wine selection, and it's tucked in by the bakery/bread isle so it tends to get a little congested.  David and I have done our experimenting and have a good idea of what we like so when I go to buy wine I already know what I want and where it is.  Today was no different.  The store was busy, but not more so than usual.  I'll admit there were more kids and parents with that deer-in-the-headlights look that is not uncommon at the start of summer break.  

I get to the wine isle and I put my cart in what I hoped would be an out of the way spot (by some stale looking bread and ugly cookies).  I get my wine carriers unfolded and ready, and then head over to pull armfuls of wine from the shelf.  David and I have been enjoying the red wine lately, especially Ghost Pines Cabernet Sauvignon and 14 Hands Merlot (I know, it's a fucking Merlot...but don't judge me).  We've been buying those two for awhile now, so I knew where they were on the shelf.  

Blocking me from my precious wine are two people (Wine Jerks, henceforth called WJ) and their shopping cart.  

I stand there for a moment trying to be patient, hoping that they will see me looking anxiously at the wine and will politely move.  They are scrutinizing each bottle the pick up and wondering about how fruity or dry the wine will be.  They have a six pack in their cart with a few bottles of wine, all different.  They choose to ignore me.  Things are getting serious now.

WJ:  They are talking to one another  "Do you think this would be good on the patio before dinner?  Hmmm... that's a good question."

Me:  I am standing maybe an arms length away, looking like I really need to grab some wine 

WJ:  She pulls a bottle out of their wine carrier in the cart, "I'm still not sure about this one..." he has a bottle in each hand and is looking at each label like it will tell him a secret.

Me:  I'm starting to get fed up,  "Excuse me, can I get through and grab some wine?"  I gesture towards what I want, which is where their cart is parked.

WJ:  They both look at me as if I have asked them to leave the store immediately.  He responds,  "No, we are in the process of picking wine."

Me:  I am trying to process what he just said.  "I know what I want, it's right there... "I point at the Ghost Pines

WJ:  Still the guy, "We'll move when we are finished picking our wine!" and then he turns away from me and goes back to his slow deliberation.

Me:  I'm standing there completely gobsmacked.  They seriously wouldn't move aside even just a step?  "But I just need to get in right there... "  I again point at the Ghost Pines.

WJ:  They both look at me like I have horns (side note: if only I had horns...) He again responds, "We will move, when we are done."

So now I'm pissed.  I'm still standing there, not sure what to do.  I've never had someone say no they won't move.  The woman is down closer to the beginning of the isle and makes some excited noise about a bottle of wine.  The man takes a few steps over to meet her and inspect the bottle she is holding.  I rush in, grab all the Ghost Pines on the shelf and walk victoriously back to my cart.  There were only 2 bottles (I wanted more), so I had to go back and get some 14 Hands.  I went back and waited for another opportunity, but they were not budging so finally I just sort of pushed my way through and again snatched all the wine off the shelf.  I only got 3 bottles, I needed one more but I wasn't about to stand there and try to pick one.  So, I shot them several dirty looks and then I took my wine and went to another part of the store.  When I was done getting everything else I needed I went back to the wine section and got my last bottle (14 Hands table red or something like that).  Their cart was still there, but they were no where to be found.  I can only hope that the dirty looks I shot them as I stormed off incinerated them.

Don't get between a woman and her wine.  Seriously.  Don't.

~Emily

Life and Updates

It's been a while again since I've posted.  I've pretty much been a tired grump.  But it hasn't all been bad.  

Work has been overwhelming-lots to do and not always the most efficient way to do it.  Also, with additions to the staff it has made more/extra/additional work for me and I don't think I quite anticipated that.  I'm getting to do less of the "fun" stuff I enjoyed doing like drafting pleadings, and am having to do more the stuff I find less stimulating like administrative stuff.  Hopefully this is just a temporary thing while we all figure things out.  The good news is, I did finally get a chance to make some headway thing things that were getting backed up and causing me some anxiety and I'm feeling a little less out of control.  Here's to hoping that continues!

David and I are doing great!  We had a lovely long weekend together were we just sorta hung out, did stuff around the house, played WoW and drank some lovely wine.  We've been staying on our program of smarter eating, and walking every day (except Sunday-gotta let the body have a day to heal) and I feel like it's been paying off.  David is looking great-I am so proud of all of his hard work and progress!  I don't know how much he realizes he has changed since we started this...he is inspiring me to stay on track!  Yesterday I realized I really shouldn't be wearing the pants I had on, as they were pretty much falling off.  In fact, most of the pants I've been wearing are too loose (something I NEVER thought I'd say!), so I took a trip through my own closet and realized the pants I was waiting to be able to fit, now fit!  That was actually a huge moment for me.  I'm motivated to continue!

When I look at things all typed out here, I am again reminded how lucky I really am.  David is the best husband/partner/friend/everything I could ask for.  We are starting to get things in order around the house and in the workshop.  We've been causually playing WoW again and enjoying the new content with out the stress or pressure to play or level.  We are feeling better (despite work stress and the weather making it hard to sleep/get up sometimes) and working on being more active.  Things can only get more awesome, right?

~Emily

Three Sleeps (Well, Two Now!)

I know it's been a while since I've written here.  In a way it's good because it means I've been busy (maybe doing things I can write about when I am not so busy) but then in a way it's sad because I'm not sitting down and writing.  I just can't seem to find the balance I need to get everything done that I really want to.  That's something I really need to work on.

David is out of town for three sleeps trip.  While he's gone I use that time to try to sort through my crap and do some cleaning.  I'm hoping to do some of that this time while he's out.  I really need to reorganize and clean up my "creative" spaces.  I have things in the wrong places, and essentially I think I have the environment all wrong.  So I am going to work on that.

This time is also going to test me, to see if I can continue with the good habits we have been putting in place. Such as, making smart food choices and hauling my lazy butt out of bed in the morning to walk.  I am pleased to report, so far so good!  No binge eating or late night snacking or stopping somewhere and getting junk food of any kind.  Had a safe meal at a favorite restaurant with a friend for dinner.  Got up this morning and walked (admittedly it was a shorter walk, but I slept like crap so it was kind of amazing I got out of bed at all).  Ate a good breakfast, packed a good lunch... I totally have this under control.

~Emily