Broken - Day 5

Healing on the outside, but the inside is still trying to figure out why this happened and how it's all going to play out. My kids are home and my siblings, rather than sending flowers, have sent their cleaning woman. I feel weird sitting here while someone else mops my dirt, but I also have to admit that it will be SO nice to have a CLEAN house. Of course the kids will trash it as soon as I leave for work, but maybe, just maybe they won't and I'll be able to sit tonight and soak in all the cleanliness...

My mom is going above and beyond and taking me to work, picking me up and helping with laundry and other stuff... I am sure she would like her life back. So many people have told me how lucky it is that she's retiring at the end of the month. I am sure she didn't do it to be my sherpa.

So where is my DH? He is NOT a helper. In fact if there's an emergency you can rest assured that he is as far away from the event as possible (in mind and spirit). He has not gone out of his way to do ANYTHING for me. He's slept late, stayed late at work so he can get his work outs in, gone fishing within minutes of getting home... I've had to ask him to take the folded laundry upstairs, after he's stepped over the basket 10x... He hasn't brought me dinner or flowers or asked me if I needed anything. It is not unexpected, but it still hurts and is super disappointing. I just don't understand how he reconciles this in his mind... How can he even relate to his coworkers why he's doing his usual thing and his wife's at home with the kids and still doing it all... and more?

I really can't wait to get myself back to normal. I had such plans for this summer, and now in a blink of an eye....

Suck Suck Suck a roo

Season OVER or at least I think it is.

I'll know more when I speak to the orthopedist tomorrow morning...

and get the cast put on my BROKEN LEG....

I can not even believe it! I biked 18+ miles, swam another mile and was well into cleaning my super gross house when I slipped with a load of laundry on the stairs and ... UGH

I don't want to get fat, I want to heal fast, and I have NO idea how I am going to deal with WORK and KIDS and the fact that it's my right leg and I probably wont be able to drive. Add to that a husband who is terribly inconvenienced by the prospect of having to do a little bit more than nothing and we've got a great summer of fun ahead of us...

Insult meet injury...

I know why I am bitchy

My kids are driving me crazy and schools not even out yet!

My mood is becoming even more foul. I could really use some yoga and a little zen time.

Training is going to amping up VERY SOON. I have to run TODAY. I have noone to watch my kids so I can either make them come to the track, leave them alone at the house or bag it for the day... I hate all of my choices. I just want a little freedom to put on my shoes and go.

I really need to cut myself some slack. What should I expect after a day long field trip on a school bus with a bunch of first graders.... CALGON??!!!