Oh dear, it's been, um, a couple of days.
Joel has banished me to sleep in the basement because he wants his wife back, but I am finding it even harder to sleep down there. I keep hearing people getting up upstairs but I know I'll just get in trouble if I go try and help. So I am almost completely zombified at this point - not a situation conducive to effective meal planning and good time management!
The good news is that I didn't completely blow it yesterday. I stuck to my plan, mostly, until I ate lunch early and then took my girlies to the mall. We got home at 5pm, dinner was a full hour away and I already had the shakes - so to make a long story short, I ate more than I had planned, but no junk food. Small victory there...but I also had my workout interrupted halfway through and never went back and finished it. Argh.
This morning, after another sleepless night, I dragged my hurting carcass out of bed minutes before I needed to leave for work, fell back on the yucky energy drink (and I mean yucky! I really should have known better than to voluntarily buy mocha cappuccino-flavored pop, but the adrenaline rush from trying to keep my breakfast down after the first sip sure woke me up!), and went to work. One hour later I was on my way home again, this time to go over to the playschool for the toy cleaning. Got that started, then it was back to work for two more sessions, then home again for lunch before Joel and I took the girlies swimming...we got home too late for me to make supper and get us all to taekwondo, so - Subway!
Here's hoping for sleep tonight - or I just may need a defibrillator to get out of bed tomorrow.
wear earplugs
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