Where has March gone?

Well, needless to say that we are almost into April and it has been a busy one.
First, my dad's birthday and then the earliest Easter in history (and won't be this early for 200 more years-at which point I will be dead. We went to my mom's for Easter this year, which was the best ever. I had the day off too, which was a good move, as there would have been absolutely nothing for me to do- it was a typical Sunday. And this weather is mental. Yesterday I went to the States with my mom, who is on vacation this week. We left the house, a dry, mild day and returned in a blizzard... But it was so worth it. Shop, shop, shop. The tax man's cheque cometh the day before! It must have been fate. The only restraint I had was the boarder guidelines, which pretty much say - you can't spend any money if you don't stay in the states long enough! That sucks, little old me, trying to save the greenback and I may not get to cross back without duty. By the way, it is still a bonus...
Okay- so March was a blur and has continued to be one. I got some news the other day that a manager is leaving, so good-bye flexibility - hello workhorse.

Air Bubble in my Tummy

OUCH!!

I have this gigantic air bubble in my tummy that just won't go away!! It started while I was having this fancy dinner at a local fine dining establishment (I won't give names). I ordered the caesar salad, which for all purposes could have been dubbed the caesar salty. It was so laced with salt that I thought I was going to explode. I ate it anyway. The dinner consisted of an average meal- which was good- surprisingly many of my team ordered pasta, which was a good choice. One guy ordered Beef Casarece and they forgot the beef- like the commercial "where's the beef?" They proceeded to bring it after we were all done- at that point, just forget it... he didn't notice it was missing anyways.
I didn't have dessert, there was just no way it was going down like that. I was stuffed from my main entrees. A couple did have dessert- delicious chocolate stuff.. yum yum.
I arrived home safely and without any stomach attacks! Thank god! I am still so impressed that I have not eaten any deep fried foods or pop since Ash Wednesday. Yippee ! for me. Albeit there really was no temptation tonight.
Good Night!

Saving Money

Half the time I can not even remember where I put my blogs... so here I am declaring that as of tomorrow I guess, I am going to start saving $50 every two weeks for our trip in November.. that is much easier on me mentally. I feel that going and grabbing a chunk of money is much more difficult than putting money aside and then taking it out of the account much easier. That way I know that the money is just there for that purpose only. Just like cash, any cash money that I have I can hide under a pillow - or in a box in my cupboard and then grab it and give it to my parents for our summer vacation. We are not talking a lot of money here people, so don't come robbing me...

Still on Vacay

Well, the funny thing about vacation is that you have a plan going into it- starting new projects, finishing laundry, cleaning bedrooms etc.. then vacation hits and bam! you do nothing at all. Really it is just slipping away from me- Friday already. I just started my little guys room- all of five minutes worth- nailed the bookcase to the wall, sorted the books, threw out all the junkie fast food toys...

Why do the fast food stores waste their time with those items? Why not invest pennies a day in some type of learning program for third world countries? Like the kids need one more toy that gets left in the car or better yet, thrown in the garbage before they have even opened it.

So back to my vacation - I have done a great job steering clear of anything work related (except for the three or four emails I just checked and replied to...) I haven't driven past the store, haven't called in the store and barely thought about the store. I have questioned twice whether or not I should even work there.

Why do you think that nothing is going to get done this week? Do you think it is lack of ambition? A need to relax? Two kids rooms that once they are clean (I clean them 2-3 times a week) will be clean for maybe 6 hours. I just feel like hanging out in the house, watching movies and not doing anything.

Not working, what a novel thought. I know that my DH would love to keep me at home- which would be the death of us as I am pretty bored when I am not working. When I was on maternity leave for one year I micromanaged all of his family business from home. When he would come home and complain about someone doing something incorrect, wasting money or being late- I would draft up a full disciplinary report. That went over like a tonne of bricks. Not to mention that as he is on a fabulous little golf getaway (it rained today) he will come home and see that I have done nothing, nothing at all. And therefore, what on earth would I do if I were to stay home?

See me backwards..

I guess you can tell by my post, that I found the post that I put under drafts, after posting the next one- no I have no early onset of dementia or anything like that. Just a new blogger..

Kettlebells

I have this funny story- I will have to look in my drafts, because one of the last things I remember writing was about how people get hooked on things like running, dieting, exercising etc.. and that I have a hard time buckling down, but will always try the latest fix. I see something and spontaneously I get in on it. Take for example the kettlebells- I see them on a website through my husband and instantly drive around the city looking for them. Now I am just praying to the commitment gods that I will have the ability and dedication to use them and not just look at them. However, I have until Sunday to get a good plan, if not, when my DH arrives home I will tell him that I bought it for him as a gift. He gets fixed on everything. Lost.

Big Balls

So I have been thinking about using kettleballs for an exercise regime.
I am a bit of an on again, off again type discipline. That means that I like something, I am on it, then I lose interest and get off of it. I don't know why but I guess it just may be my lifestyle. You see, the complete opposite happens in my everyday choices. I live in the same house (pretty much on the same street I grew up on), have been at the same job (15years today) and have the same husband (who was my best friend- and still is). So comfort is my middle name.

I have a hard time sticking to - or I guess you could say, obsessing over any one discipline. If someone gives me serious incentive or even challenge- I can do whatever I am told to. I think it is because my thought process can't help but tell me that people who are so fixated on specific things are trying to avoid or distract themselves from something else. They are maybe not happy or find too much happiness in the attachment that they find from what they are doing. Point in case.