What We’ve Been Up To...
Initially, (once again) was going to be a different post, perhaps tomorrow
Bits of the contents of this post have been revealed in the comments section in my last post, so I apologize if it is repetitive.
Saturday, I wanted, ( naturally I asked, as opposed to informed Barney) the vehicle for the day. So many things on my list of things to do. I had to get groceries, but more importantly, because it is FUN, I wanted to pick up stuff for the 4 Halloween costumes I have to make by next Friday! This meant that I had to drop him off at work first thing Saturday morning.
W: “Thank you for yesterday”
B: “Well I wasn’t going to leave things as they were and go to work. I have never seen you like that…………… So upset. “
W: “I can’t remember ever being that upset. ( long pause)
You seemed like you were on the offensive for this twd. Like you decided that you want it now too.”
B: “Yeah. I guess you are right. I was the one pushing it yesterday. I couldn’t believe that you were just going to stop. After all the changes already.”
W: “I didn’t want to, but I thought…well I guess it doesn’t matter. I happy we are still going to try.”
So off I went…shopping, shopping, shopping. Now don’t get me wrong, the THOUGHT of shopping is more of and ARGH-type thing with me, but when I get to let the old creative juices flowing- I LOVE IT ! Um, unfortunately I loved it too much. I was out of the house for over 3 hours. I did get my groceries done, but truth be told, that took like 40 minutes.
I came home with my treasure trove of goodies for our costumes. My mind was racing with all the possibilities! I was having a hard time focusing on OTHER things that needed to be done. So, I thought, just for a little bit, I’ll just try this ONE thing…uh huh.
( Side note, mini submissive victory, I didn’t spend a thwack of money on something I so desperately need for one of my costumes, even though I knew Barney would most likely be okay with it. I waited and asked him later- he of course was okay with it ).
Now how it works around here is, I make my list of things to do for the day. It is for my peace of mind, after all that these things get seen to. Barney enjoys a clean house as much as the next guy, but he doesn’t notice if there is an entire herd of dust bunnies living under the couch. You know the deal. Anyway I have things I have to do everyday, and then I pick and choose the rest. Some days,( as long as it shows up 5 times in a week) there is exercise on the list. Barney has mentioned more then once that he thinks that I put too many things on my list. PAH! I am like a little bee when it comes to actually putting my mind to things. I buzz around and have NO problem checking off the things on my list. Truth be told, I could EASILY double my list, and still be well within my X amount of time doing housework/household chores for the day.
I of course, didn’t do anything from my list on Friday, (well except scouring the bathroom through a flood of tears). Not only was I given a pass, but Barney did offer to help me with everything on my Friday list that night. It was decided I would just post-pone it to Saturday.
So here it was more then half way through Saturday and only the basics were covered for the day. In addition, Saturday night, whenever possible, is ‘cook together’ night, so the house and kitchen have to be prepped for that too.
Distraction alert! More fun on the horizon! A phone call from a friend. Did I want to go to a thrift store to help HER with her costume? YeS ! Yes I did. I LIVE for that stuff. Did I go? NO. ( Small personal victory for a very sad Wilma)
So I started ‘knocking’ things off of my list. Did I do the best job possible? Meh. Would Barney care? Not likely.
Off to pick him up. On the way home, I had to stop in at a friend’s house to drop something off. I love these friends dearly. They are not even LIKE family to me, they ARE family to me. Let’s call them Rosanne and Dan. <- yeah I know, I’ve skipped genres here, and they look NOTHING like them, but moving on-- Dan is a VERY dominant personality. If any of our friends did ttwd, it would be them. After our usual greetings, ( while Barney waited in the vehicle) Dan gave me an earful about loosing weight—( I haven’t, btw, it must have been the leggings I was wearing, which I was trying to explain).
“ Okay Kid, but I don’t want you loosing any more weight’ Ironic, my husband is trying to HoH and someone else has NO problem bossing me around! Lol
Roseanne, well she uses the F word in the most creative ways. Her usage of it would take up pages in a thesaurus. It is such a versatile word in her hands. Not only is it an adverb, adjective, and verb, it some how manages to become a noun as well. After a most enlightening discussion about premenopausal symptoms, she’s 10 years older than I am, and ANOTHER “ Kid “ lecture about going to the doctor from Dan, I had run.
I popped back into the vehicle with Barney.
B: “How are Rosanne and Dan?”
“Good. Naturally they wanted us to stay for a drink.”
B:( chuckles) “Naturally”
Then I continued to retell the goings on…and sudenly F-BOMB! Yep, right out of my mouth as casual as the word -very-. Instantly my hands went to my mouth, and my eyes flew open!
B: “ You know you just swore ?”
W: ( this actually came out all as one sentence, VERY quickly) “ Yeah. Sorry about that.. I’m so sorry. It is just that Roseanne, well you know how she uses it” I went on to explain the adjective stuff…..
B ( chuckles) “ That she does”
Now folks, I really don’t swear that often. If I hurt myself, I can usually just growl.- Swearing internally. Apparently, I can’t retell a story however without it slipping out! I really wasn’t afraid of the repercussions of cussin’. I just couldn’t believe I OUT in OUT broke a rule. Just like that! Sheesh Wilma!
Later at home: Barney was looking over my log.
B: “ So you didn’t get …X …done on your list today? “
W: “Well no, because…” ( explains Halloween excitement, and NOT going to the thrift store with friend”
B: “ Don’t force my hand on this” ( tight smile)
W: “I wasn’t trying to. Honest. You know how I get with this stuff. Besides, the day technically isn’t done yet” ( be quiet…that was NOT spin doctoring- was it?)
B: “Well that is true, and the house looks amazing. The costume stuff looks so cool.” ( change of subject)
B; “You didn’t fill out your food journal today.”
W: “ Yes I did”
B: “ It only says coffee, and a cupcake”
W: “ UH huh”
B: “ Wilma! ( very disappointed tone) No wonder why your drink is going right to your head!”
W : (sheepish smile) “ I know it is not a defense, but I honestly forgot to eat. I was just so excited to do the costume stuff”
B: “Well you have to eat. You’ll feel better after dinner” ( btw…I felt more than FINE after my apple cider cooler, and the wine with dinner—Sunday not so much).
We had a great evening cooking together-chatting with the kids. Chatting with each other, about where we are going, and OTHER things besides ttwd. We even read blogs together.
Sunday brought on a comment about lack of water in my diet, and me explaining how I’m just never thirsty. The subject was dropped.
This morning was a reminder that we are busy this weekend, and that I have to exercise 5 times a week, so I might want to find time today. I have borderline high blood pressure – a lovely hereditary gift from my dearly departed father, ( not from heart disease). Here I thought I just GAVE others high blood pressure! It is a little disconcerting, as I don't have any other factors, I'm not overweight, or under for that matter, I've never smoked, I'm fairly active, without the benefit of organized excercise, but yet....Barney has been monitoring my blood pressure with a home machine. He reminded me this morning that exercise ‘can’t hurt’.
So yes, I did screw up a few times this weekend. I wasn’t called up on the carpet for everything, ( I was very snippy while working on ‘my grade 8 dragon project’ last night, but he said he knew I was very tired). But things are beginning to be noticed. A couple of things brought to my attention. Baby steps forward.
Holy Smokes Wilma, learn to edit! This is what happens when I don’t post for a couple of days?