Back on the exercise bandwagon

And of course, it's hellish. Since coming back from S@S and starting to teach 3rd grade I've gained some weight. Like 10 pounds actually. And at my size, one cannot afford that. But it's not like my eating habits have changed, if anything, I eat less than I ever did. So I have to think it's the alcohol since I drink more than I ever did.

Last night we went out with some friends to this great restaurant here that makes a killer steak frites, called Zinc, and all I could think about was how will I decide which drink to drink? So I didn't choose. I had both the French Kiss (very tasty, champagne and peach and other yummables) and the Ooh La La (vodka, pineapple, kir and other yummables). Rare is the night I get two cocktails (and spendy ones at that). But it's getting less rare.

So now I have to work out. And it's not fun. And also by the time I get home it's so late and hard to do. But I don't want to have to get up at 4am to do it. So it's weekend (one of our spelling words this week!) workouts for me! And the occasional afternoon number. But it seems to be working. I just hate it.

I've discovered though that the best thing to do is watch a TV show preferably and actiony adventurey type. Because right around 30 minutes is when I think I can't make it any longer and that's when the action peaks on those shows. I've been watching Firefly (thanks Fred!) and it's perfect for it. Plus I feel all virtuous I want to have a cocktail to celebrate!

I'm having bra trouble again.

It's not pretty to say the least. All my bras are failing. I hate the idea of going back down *this* frickin road.

For those of you still keeping track

The bathroom remains..... UNFINISHED.

One big task for this evening is to go to Lowes and pick out the crown moulding for the gaps around the ceiling. There are several things that piss me off about this.

1. We have already picked out the moulding once and given the info to Lowes. But because they use contractors, we have to pick it out again and give it to the contractor because apparently it's not in the computer. Why isn't it in the computer? Because everyone at Lowes is hired for their ability to spite their customers.

2. And this is the really big one. It means we have to go to Lowes. I hate Lowes. And not a little bit. First of all, it is cavernous and designed to make you feel like you are insignificant and therefore need them. Secondly, and maybe it's just me here, but the birds that nest and live in there give me the wiggins. I can hear them the whole time and it makes my skin crawl to know they are all around me. Another thing I hate about Lowes though, and here I am not alone, is the fact that you can never find anyone to help you. Last time, we stood in the moulding section for, and I am not kidding here, 15 fucking minutes, while the little pleasant voice announced "Special assistance needed in the moulding and trim area. Special assistance needed in the moulding and trim area." Finally I went out to another aisle, grabbed someone and told him we needed help. He asked if we'd pushed the button. I wanted to ask if he'd like to live, but restrained myself. Because every time is like that. If you do find a human, they invariably work in a different section and can't help you. Or whoever you need just went on break. How many god damned breaks do these people need? They don't do any damned work. Is it that they need to rest from hiding from people? Finally, the last thing I hate about Lowes is parking there. It is always a sea of SUVs and trucks. And I don't own either. So backing out of a space is always a leap of faith because I am always totally blind. And when I do back out, there is often someone there, slamming on his or her breaks and shaking a fist at me because I am pulling out into their way. And then when I finally make it out, the same angry asshole takes my space.

So that's about to me my late afternoon early evening. Oh joy!