I am feeling mentally exhausted. I am feeling... ugh... Yesterday my brother and I inventoried my father's property - well, only some of it.... Three hours worth. It was incredibly hard to walk by the house he was building... the stonework, the lilac bushes he loved, and the remnants of his vegetable garden. So much un done... then again he never (or rarely) finished anything. SO we have what remains. LOTS of work. Like eating an elephant --- where do we start?? Inventory.... We can't get moving until the end of the month, but then we have a deadline of March 1. Can we do this? We have no choice. I will NOT leave my kids with the mess my father left us. My dad's plaid flannel was sitting on the seat of his truck. It smelled like him - It was overwhelming.
I left my brother and went iceskating with my DH and kids. It wasn't how I wanted to spend my afternoon, but I am sure it was better for me than crawling under the covers. This morning it is raining and I have been setting up spreadsheets and calling salvage yards. But now I have to stop. It is 10:30 and I have to get to the gym... or to the store... we have NO FOOD or at least good food (vegetables anyone?) My daughter has watched too much TV.
Foodwise, I have neglected to write my food. I haven't eaten healthy, though I haven't eaten much... Three different people have asked me if I've lost weight in the last week. I know what the scale says, so the answer is no. I am worried that my lack of committment to weight training has caused me to lose muscle (probably). Does that make me look smaller? My pants say no.
I am going to make an effort the rest of the week to log food and I WILL get to the gym at some point today...
Things will get easier, right?
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