I really am feeling kind of cranky – but happy today. I have a raging headache. The FREAKING scale is not moving. I am glad I am taking pictures every so often because I can see visible changes even if the scale is whore!
The drywall has been repaird in the basement and we are starting work down there. The kids moved out last weekend and got their stuff out of storage and we have begun to fill it up. We are nearly done moving the things we need to move in there. I have to finish thinning out the kitchen and my clothes and then we will be down to cleaning, painting and staging.
We have 18 day!!! 18 DAYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! until we turn the house over to the Realtor. We have one room with no carpet in it at the moment and a full overhaul to do to the laundry room!!!! Gonna be a busy 18 days!
Yout can tell I took a break in writing my post – my thought process changed from the house to venting about not liking my body. I took a shower in this time span between the paragraphs above the ones below…
I’ve got to do something! I am so tired of not looking like I want to look. I want to wear my sundresses and not look like I just swallowed a watermellon whole! Or that I’m hiding a months worht of food in my back fat rolls. That is the cranky side of me. The happy side is I work 6 more days then I am off for 19days! I’m using 2.5 weeks of vacation in April. That leaves me 2.5 for the rest of this fun and moving we have ahead. I hope it’s enough and I don’t have to take an unpaid leave. Can’t pay for new houses without a paycheck 🙂
Look at this house! We have been debating on if we should go with a dark blue on the outside with white trim. The Builder said theyrecently did one in dark blue and sent me a picture. This sealed the deal. We are doing it!
This is not our floor plan but it’s pretty close overall. OK I need to get back to work and also I want to look at my Burn the Fat, Feed the Muscle e-bok I have. Maybe that or the 21 day fix food…I think it just comes down to count calories no matter what I’m eating and I hate that. But what do I hate more? Being fat or counting calories??