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I don’t even know what to say

October 18, 2010 by Miranda Leave a Comment

I mean, that’s pretty self-explanatory, right?

Yeah.  It totally is. 

I was out until 3am on Saturday night/Sunday morning because of our competition.  As a result, I slept for most of the day on Sunday.  Joshua also has his second ear infection of the season and isn’t sleeping or eating well and is a whiny cranky mess.  So when I was awake yesterday, I was handling the cranky toddler.

So, when I stepped on the scales this morning and read 195, I couldn’t muster up even a shred of care.

I’m not even sure how that happened, but for whatever reason, I don’t care.  I didn’t eat poorly last week. In fact, I ate better than I have in a long time (except for the on-the-go meals on Friday and Saturday evenings…and the 2 am milkshake…that probably didn’t help.)  But I can’t think that three meals sabotaged all of my good eating.

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Y’all should know that I’m not being even remotely hard on myself over this.  I’m just kind of chalking it up to a big, fat question mark.  I have no idea what happened and it baffles me and I don’t care.

I’m too tired to care.

Marching season is over, thank the sweet baby Jesus. So now, my plate is a little more clear.  But I’m still exhausted.  Like, mega exhausted.  Like, slept all day yesterday and then slept all night last night and still need to be sleeping right now exhausted.

I am no spring chicken.

But, now that there’s less for me to do, I’m thinking that Joshua and I will start walking in the evenings once he’s feeling better.  Perhaps we’ll even take the dog.  If I can muster up enough courage to take the dog AND the baby on a walk. Not quite sure I’m ready for that.

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