Yesterday was a complete and utter waste of time. I got stuff done but none of it was done to
any satisfaction. Picked up flooring but
they didn’t have enough in stock to make it a worthwhile trip, tiled but barely
advanced the overall work, went to the grocery store but… (well that actually
went pretty well).
To top my day of failure off, I drank too much yesterday and
blew my calorie intake completely out the window. I feel fine this morning but the results can
be seen on the scale. Almost back to the
weight where I started before I started watching what I ate. Just because of one complete failure of a
day.
I think I’m starting to let the things that I need to do
around the house stress me out so I’m going to make myself an easy to-do list
for the next couple of days. I’ve
noticed that I’m rushing around yet achieving nothing and making a lot of dumb
mistakes which frustrate me. Giving
myself a bit of a break until we’re back in town next week.
Not sure how much I’ll be able to accomplish next week but
if I need to, I will stay home on the weekend rather than go to auditions with
the kiddo. I hate having to do that but
this weekend will be a complete wash with the trip to Houston. Also, next week we may have a visitor. I just want to get the work done but my time is so limited it just all feels so futile. I get maybe one row of tile laid a day.
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