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I was supposed to weigh in this week to reach my "lifetime" status with WW. Well week 6 of maintenance happened to fall the week after our vacation and let's just say I won't be within two pounds of my goal weight. I'll pretty much be starving myself and avoiding my meeting until next week. Damn you Jeni's ice cream.
I've been saying for months that for Jamie's 3rd Birthday we're going to move him into his big boy room. Well we're now less than 30 days away and the downstairs 4th bedroom is still a disaster zone which means I can't move the current guest room furniture down there which means there's no big boy room currently available. {Did you follow that?} The fact that we don't need his current room {aka the nursery} anytime soon has me seriously lacking in the motivation department. Maybe I'll shoot for Christmas instead.
Yesterday I only worked a half day, but since I got off right in the middle of daycare nap time I knew I couldn't pick Jamie up until later in the afternoon. So I had lunch with my husband, went on a solo trip to Target and then filled my cup with adult beverages and went to the pool. It was glorious. And like the best day ever.
I've become obsessed with buying swimsuits. I think I've bought five. Maybe six. I've lost count. In my defense I only had two left from my fat days that still sorta fit.
I broke down and bought a pack over overnight pull ups for our trip so I didn't have to worry about diaper laundry while we were gone. Once I got over the guilt (and sticker shock, holy freaking expensive!!) it was actually quite liberating. If we're being honest here, now that we're down to just one a night it's been a bit of a laundry pain in the ass and if it were up to me I'd stick with pull ups from here on out. My son however hates them and bitches that they're itchy and scratchy and cries for a diaper. He then proceeds to take them off every.single.night. Guess I shouldn't be surprised I've created a cloth snob.
We're still not officially on the baby train just yet, however there may have been a slip up on vacation. Some new buckeye gear may not be the only souvenir we brought home from Ohio.
Forever ago I agreed to do a scrubs review/giveaway and then totally fell off the blogosphere. They've been bugging me nonstop to write it, so I guess I better get on that.
We've been home for almost a week now and my house is still a mess and not everything is unpacked. Perhaps a better use of my kid free afternoon would have been tackling that chore. Then again. Maybe not.
It's been nearly three months since I've blogged and I'm starting with a confessions post. It is what it is. Hoping to be back with slightly more regularity soon! In the mean time do you Instagram? If not what are you waiting for??? Look for me there, I'm MrsEyeCanSee of course!
Happy Friday!
