Not Sure What To Call This One

Well, BB blessedly went to the office today. He normally works from home.

I am glad that he is at the office, and am trying very hard to get things done. However, I just seem to have no energy or desire to do things today.

I am in a bit of a funk today for no reason that is apparent to me. I woke up really early this morning, came downstairs, worked out (a first for me on a Friday morning), and then, much to my surprise, went for a run. Yup...I went running. Oh, I didn't go far, in fact I barely made it through my normal walking circuit, but I did it.

Then, I came back, it was only 6:30...so I showered, and got dressed, ate some breakfast, and sent BB on his way to work, with no lunch as it turns out...oops!

Got the kids fed, bathed, and dressed. I have folded 4 loads of laundry, but my basket is heaped full, waiting to be carried upstairs, and have the clothing put away. I have laundry from yesterday, on the floor of my closet, waiting to be put away, my kitchen is trashed (after just one night of BB helping out), there is probably about 3 hours worth of ironing to be done, the floors need washed and/or vacuumed, the furniture needs dusting, the dog needs a bath, I have errands to be run...and I just want to curl up with a big fat book, and giant cup of tea and read all day long, and let the kids and house be left to their own devices.

As I was sitting here typing this, I had the realization that I have not done anything "fun" (read NOT family related) in quite some time...and BB is talking about going to 2 auctions this weekend...and VOILA! Houston, we have liftoff! I know what is bugging me...the clothes I bought the other day don't fit me, and have to be returned. I am bummed that my weight loss was stalled for a while, but is now back on track...and I am even more frustrated over the fact that BB cannot seem to get it through his head that his going to an auction and being gone for unknown amounts of time is NOT acceptable to do every weekend. He has been gone all but one weekend for the last 2 months...since we came home from Oregon. I have, therefore, been at home, with the kids and pets, doing my normal things, "because they have to be done".


Well, you know what? I'm going to take today, and get all my housework done, floors, bathrooms, kitchen, whatever I can get done while the munchkins nap this afternoon, I will do.

We will have a homecooked meal, made by yours truly, and then tomorrow, if BB wishes to go to his auction, he can go. I will take tomorrow and go do something for myself and the kids. We will go to the library and check out some books, I'll go shopping, and take us to lunch somewhere, and BB can go and look at someone else's old stuff that their families don't even want, and tell him he can spend as much money as he wants, but he is banned from complaining about the amount of money we owe to a credit card company. I have decided that I am tired of feeling guilty about spending $4 once in a blue moon on Starbucks, or $10 to take the kids and myself out to lunch once a month. If he can go to an auction and spend $150 or $200 without batting an eyelash, then I am not going to listen to his complaints that I went over budget on the groceries.

Period...end of statement.

While I may not go out tomorrow and blow hundreds of dollars on needless items, I am going to go and have a good day out and about with my children, doing something that is FUN, and not responsible. Maybe we'll even have cotton candy for lunch...