What? Who gets to have lazy days of summer? Definitely not us. It's been crazy. Then again, for the past four years it's been crazy. We look back on our Missouri days and marvel that we could have been discontented with the amazing lack of stress or anything to do, and then we remember how bored we were.
Not bored now, I can assure you.
Damm and I have been getting up at 5 a.m. every morning, he to work out and me to work out/prepare food for Damm and myself (kiddos don't require extensive prep time at the moment) and get ready for work. I'm gone for eight hours at a very physically taxing job and then I catapult myself back into the current chaos that is our house (we're rearranging, always fun). School will start in a few weeks and Damm is working when I'm not since his job is project-dependent and they don't always have hours but they have plenty right now.
The good thing, though? I don't have homework. I'll still have dreams occasionally about homework (and they freak me out) but that stress is done with, for now at least. I'm going to enjoy it (as I cry that I'm not in school).
The other good thing that is only marginally related to what I've written previously? I did five pull ups yesterday. My previous record, held for most of my life, was one. So very proud of myself right now.
And when I said I didn't have homework, well, that isn't exactly true. The Orclette will be in kindergarten and that means we're not just playing at school, we're officially homeschooling. My mom will be helping (she's a homeschooling veteran) but still, much more thought will need to be put into this upcoming school year.
So now you're updated and informed about life in the Orc household. Have a good weekend!
Friday, July 27, 2012
Monday, July 23, 2012
It is time to reduce my coffee intake. I think I shared a picture of my coffee mug but I'll do it again:
The coffee mug is the green one in the middle (blue is for water, red for my protein shakes). 64 ounces of yummy iced coffee. It was actually a decrease for me, which is a bit scary. It's what I was drinking at the end of the spring semester. Usually my body would tell me, a week or two after finals ended, that it was done with coffee for a while. I would get sick if I tried to drink more than two cups or so. I didn't get that feeling this time around, probably because I started a new job, Damm was called up for National Guard (local, not deployment) and then he went away for LDAC training while my parents moved to the area and began babysitting the kids. Not the worst kind of stress but it was still stressful.
Now Damm is back, my parents settled in with the kids wonderfully and the job is going swimmingly. My need for coffee has diminished and my body is being quite clear on the subject: I feel icky if I drink more than two cups (and I still do drink two cups, I think I'd be irritable if I didn't). My huge green travel mug is now filled with iced green tea, lightly sweetened with a tablespoon of raw honey. I prefer it now over my coffee, which is not something I ever thought I'd say. Instead of being like Lorelai and Rory on Gilmore Girls (one of my favorite shows) I'm more like Luke. Of course, this is subject to change. My normal coffee intake had stabilized at four cups for years, and I might go back to that eventually.