This exercise really is reminding me that it’s the little things that matter, not so much the bigger more difficult things in life. If I have my health, family, friends, and cats then I will be ok.
No I don’t hate you at all. I love you. I am sorry that I am treating you like a bastard child. You see my new blog marriedwithoutchildren.today.com is supposed to help me make money. I hope you understand. I am not doing this on purpose. You have been with me for years. I am not giving up on you at all. You hold all of my secrets from years ago. Just look at the archives. It’s amazing. Please understand that I will be on the other blog more frequently, but you were my first. You will still get to know the good stuff, like how much I weigh and what my next fitness adventure will be. You complete me blog.
Seriously, just a super fast morning update before I hit the shower. I have been sick for over a week. Do you know why? Because some dick found it necessary to come into work while he knowingly was sick and he KNEW he was contagious. I catch colds pretty easily. I just got over being sick for 3 weeks. I got to be healthy for 2 weeks and sick again. Shit. LISTEN TO ME: You are not a “trooper” when you come to work sick. In fact, if I were in charge if you had sick time and your ass rolled into work sick I would force you to go home. He did have sick time. Me- I don’t. I’m new. I’ve only been there a year. This is just one more thing to add to my bitch fest…..
On a lighter and much more fun note I am meeting up with some friends at Foga De Chao for dinner tonight. I can’t wait. I looked at their website and it’s ultimate food porn. I get hungry just thinking about it. Now if I only wasn’t sick I could enjoy it…..
PS stop by marriedwithoutchildren.today.com later today. I will tell all about the saddest day in my marriage thus far.
Sorry for the lack of linking. My linking skills are sub par and it appears there is something wrong with the way I am linking so I will have to read up on it.
I am glad 2008 is coming to an end. It was a tough year for Scotty and me. I can only hope that 2009 will bring much, much more joy. We are heading in the right direction. Scotty has a new job, we were super spoiled for Christmas (more on that in the next paragraph) and that put us in a great mood. So far the luck is going pretty well. A $50 scratch off winner, a super clean house, great friends and family…. I am truly blessed in that category. Without my family and friends I would be so lost.
Well for Christmas I was totally and completely spoiled. First my mom and dad went way overboard with the Bronco paraphernalia. Scott got everything from Bronco blankets to Bronco shoes. I even got this cute Bronco scarf. I got a PDA, which I’m not sure about using. I am afraid of them I think. I use the old pen and paper route. I think if I force myself then I might like it. There were clothes galore. After we finished opening our gifts my parents surprised me with the vacuum I wanted. Then they blind folded us and took us into another room where surprise! a Sony Bravia TV, Blu-ray player, and 5.1 surround sound system. It was the biggest gift we’ve ever received. We didn’t expect much because my parents always do so much for us, but we were totally spoiled. Oh and my mom also go me a day at the spa! My uncle gave me a Nintendo DS. I actually can’t wait to play. I am going to get a solitaire game and play for hours! And the cat game. Our very good friends Chris and Amy gave us $100 to spend in WalMart. I know I am getting a DS game plus a new hair dryer.
As I said totally spoiled!!!!
To bookmark me at marriedwithoutchildren.today.com. I am focusing on being frugal today!
Then what am I. I am happily married. I do speak of my fitness and weight loss goals on here, but I also speak of my life goals as well. The purpose of this blog was to see if I could find any other professional women out there who share the same issues as me. I chose not to have kids. It’s my choice. I made this decision a long time ago. That’s not to say I hate kids. To the contrary. I love them. I’m just not mommy material. As for a fitness blog, I really really try. But my exercise routine is boring. And my eating is shit. I can’t even calculate the amount of calories I obliterated yesterday. I mean it’s the Christmas season. My vendors just love to stop by with chocolate covered almonds and cookies, cakes, chocolate covered pretzels. The list goes on. And who wants to do my routine. I ran for 1.5 miles then took an hour pilates class. Whoopie. I’m no fitness expert. I’m overweight, but still a good runner. I’m lovable. But irritated too. I’m dealing with job insecurities, my husbands job loss- but now has matriculated into a job! So what am I? A married without children, happy-go- lucky, late 20′s professional purchasing and inventory control, life, goals oriented, beer loving, runner, friendly blogger? Who knows. I am still trying to figure my life out! It’s cold outside. Better bundle up.
Today is the third workday after the big paycut announcement. Of course the reality hasn’t sunk in yet because the pay cut hasn’t gone into effect yet. I can tell you one thing. I go to work and the disappointment is smeared on my face. I have difficulty doing my job because I’ve been asked to do twice as much for $10,000 a year less. I suppose I should shut up because a lot of people don’t have jobs, but I can’t pay my bills as is. Do you think that a pay cut will help?
I am going to stop bitching about work and the paycut. I promise. This is the last day. Hopefully one of my prospects will come through and I’ll be saying “Adios!” to these bitches.
On a lighter note last night was great at the gym except well… I messed up Scotty’s ear buds. He wasn’t too pissed because he FINALLY got a little bit of work. He worked about 6 hours last night and he is scheduled for 8 hours every day until further notice. And lets be honest…. with his job further notice can be Friday. He hasn’t worked for them since the beginning of October. I don’t’ care. It’s a paycheck and we are broke.
Back to the gym. I ran 1 mile and walked 1. Then pilates for an hour. It’s fun to workout with Gina. The time flies by. Court was there too working with a personal trainer. Michelle (Don’t you love how I am introducing a whole cast of characters that no one knows?) got the info on Fitsense. Our friend Kelly is going there and man she looks good. I am letting Michelle take the lead on this. Doctor controlled weight loss scares me a little. I mean the pills, the shakes, the bad food. I would rather just exercise, which is funny because most people hate exercise. I don’t. I’m just a food fatty. I can’t give up 90% of my food indulgences. Well french fries. I rarely eat them. Otherwise. I have no control. They say food is a big part so if I can get that straight I’ll be golden!
Tonight is all running. I am trying for 3 miles.
December 5, 2007 I lost my job at Empire Today. I finished out the year, and got a severance package. Hey they even gave me a camera. It was nice. I made some great friends, who I even still keep in touch with and I felt a part of an acomplished group. I didn’t lose my job for lack of performance or poor performance. The entire Home Improvement department across the country was eliminated. Well this year guess what happened? My new job (hopefully my former job soon) decided to give everyone a huge paycut, but you do get one day off a week. That translates to $10,000 per year for me. So essentially I’m already in debt to the neck up and now I don’t have my entire salary to help.
Let’s recap
What the fuck do you want from me? Why is it that every time it looks up just a little I get pushed down even more? Thank God I have a good business network. I have a new and improved job in the works. Whish me some fucking luck already.
Me. I think in the last 3 weeks I’ve ran 2 miles total max. I’ve done pilates just twice. How the hell do I stay sick. And Oh thank you pepperonis for spoiling. Thank you so much for giving me two days of throwing up. Bitching………. And in the last 3 weeks, I’ve gained 7 pounds. I’m done. I don’t care how sick I am. I can’t rest anymore. I’m not getting better. F this noise. Going to the gym tonight. 2 miles if my weak ass body can hack it. Then pilates. I really doubt I have the endurance for the 5k in 13 days. I can’t get over my cold. And now my stomach is shit. I think too I’ll save the 5k for a nice warm spring day. In other news Mr. Anubis and I are getting things together. I think we will be ok. Mr. A is still unemployed which stresses my shit out. Oh and since he has been unemployed for over a year he can’t get anymore unemployment benefits. It makes no sense at all. He didn’t work. He can’t find work, but the shitheads at the unemployment office said he didn’t make enough money to pay into benefits to qualify for another year. Well hello! He’s not working!!! AAHHHH! I look everyday for jobs. He applies. My mom even sends some his way, but no luck. I really want to get out of my 9-5. It’s a horrible excuse for a job. Let me paint the picture 1962 called and they want their office policies back. Sexism is not the way to go. I should shut up. Some aspects of small company charm are great. Turkey for Thanksgiving, Ham for Christmas, an actual monetary Christmas bonus. Others are not so great. Such as no vacation or sick time. Or bereavement for that matter. When my grandfather died I had to take the whole week unpaid. Now next year I get a whole week of vacation. No sick. And one personal day. Oh and one comp day. And the holidays here are terrible. We don’t get any time off except the biggies. New Years Day, Memorial Day, July 4th, Labor Day, Thanksgiving, and Christmas. If any of those fall on a weekend tough cookies. No day off. No Christmas Eve or Friday after Thanksgiving. I guess I am just lucky to have a job. I’ve lost 3 in the last 3 years. Not at all due to my issues. All were layoffs. I’ve been married for 3 years and my life has never been so complicated. Thank God Mr. A and I are in love or it would not be a happy time. But I digress…
That’s right. Mrs. Anubis runs. She runs a lot. She likes to run. But Mrs. Anubis of the past that lady never ran. High School Mrs. Anubis hated to run. Little Mrs. Anubis never ran. Why is grown up Mrs. Anubis a runner. Who the hell knows. I think it had to do with a wedding, and losing more weight for it. Oh and a busy life. Mrs. Anubis went to community college straight from high school IN ADDITION TO working full time. Mrs. Anubis continued to work full time after she received her associates degree, but realized that she needs to add exercise. Nevermind that Mrs. Anubis is working full time at her day job, working full time at a theatre, dancing 3 days a week, and doing lots of theatrical productions. What is the fastest way to burn some calories. Run fat ass run…. Mrs. Anubis always stayed true to the running. She even added another challenge, finishing her bachelor’s degree, in addition to everything else. Wow Mrs. Anubis is very motivated. Mrs. Anubis loves a challenge. Well…. Mrs. Anubis also runs for another reason. To run off stress. Mrs. Anubis’ boss thinks she lacks motivation and initiative. Mrs. Anubis was angry but did not speak out of turn to bossman. (Even though Mrs. Anubis wanted to tell bossman he is an arrogant prick who doesn’t know shit and Oh his company is very sexist and Oh don’t forget your company is doing things illegal and Oh you can’t have different sets of rules for different people. This is not 1963 so no labor laws say no you can’t) Mrs. Anubis needed to run after she heard that. In addition Mrs. Anubis got involved with several recruiters in order to end this daily madness. Bah! Mrs. Anubis is just irritated thinking about her boss. But it’s OK. Mrs. Anubis has a plan. Mrs. Anubis always finishes what she starts. All of this running is good for Mrs. Anubis’ 5k in December. Hopefully Mrs. Anubis will wow everyone who thinks differently of her running ability AKA her parents who think she is full of shit. GRRRRRRR I am grumpy.. I mean Mrs. Anubis is grumpy.
