I am SO done with Halloween. I think between Friday and Saturday I had 4 Reeses, 2 twix, 2 butterfingers and a 100K bar; all snack size. I tried, but did not succeed in staying out of the kids' pumpkin buckets. All the good stuff is gone now, and thankfully I have no taste for garbage - like candy corn and nerds... I wish I had more control some days. I wish there was no Halloween.
I got the kids out of bed and ran/walked with my sisters for 6 miles (the kids watched TV with their cousins/uncle) It was not an easy jaunt considering that my legs still ached from muscle conditioning Wednesday night, but I sucked it up. It definately pays to work out with buddies --- no backing out. Along the way we had a very cool experience of a horned owl swooping out of a tree; catching an opposum and sitting on it staring at us b/c it was apparently too big to fly off with. The bird was the size of a cat and absolutely beautiful. I had never seen anything like it! I always wonder if such events are meant to be SIGNS and not just coincidence. I suppose I am weird like that...
My eating is back on track, I've not weighed myself and my DH is back from his trip. I can feel the tension creeping back and I have at least taken steps to get my whole family into some counseling. There is no sense living like this --- it's not good for anyone. Having a sick child puts a lot of stress on a family. I've not reached the point where things could go one of 2 ways. I want to try and get things back on track and deal with my feelings of resentment, which are running pretty deep these days. I don't want to hibernate and I don't want to use food to make me feel better or worse mask the hurt. Hopefully DH will come to the table with a little honesty and a desire to make some changes.
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