I really want to get back into the habit of blogging regularly. I miss sharing and reading and commenting. I’ve let a lot of things slide while we’ve been mired in the endless-seeming process of moving, but it’s time to halt the slide and get back in gear.
If I were to confess something and be totally honest, I’m scared shitless of going to work tomorrow. I have never worked a standard 8-5 job. Except for three hellish months in a daycare. I’m also a bit nervous about coming home to the chaos of unpacking. Still, I know I will survive. As far as timing goes, at least I can be grateful that I finished my class before either of these events unfolded, much less both at once.
Reflections – Lows
Having a mini-panic-attack when B fired the .308 right next to me before I put my hearing protection on. I wasn’t even expecting him to fire because I was so caught up in playing with the new spotting scope. There was a huge roar then a all-consuming ringing and the next thing I know I have my head between my knees as I’m sobbing. I was able to recover and was crazy thankful that I hadn’t thrown a ton of eye makeup on as what I did have was all down my face.
It’s been an emotional/hormonal week for me. And I hate that. Ever since I switched up my birth control, these types of weeks have been few and far between. But this one felt like a doozy. I’m ready for it to go away and not show its head for a couple of months.
Reflections – Highs
Getting to go shoot our guns. We woke up early on Saturday and instead of going back to bed, we loaded the car and went to the gun range. We figured it would be packed as this was the first Saturday in the year that was warm enough, not too windy, and gorgeously sunny; but, to our immense delight we had the place to ourselves for the two and a half glorious hours we were there. We played with the new shotgun and laughed at both sucking so much. We sighted in B’s new scope for his oldest gun. We played with the new handgun we bought back in early March and then we shot our favorite little .22. There is something incredibly therapeutic about shooting for me.
Having an amazing weekend. I feel like we’ve been in a rut for weekends. Not having any stuff and having been trapped by the cold weather means we’ve spent a lot of long hours inside, doing nothing. But this weekend, even without the stuff, has been so much fun. Shooting, walking around, getting chores done, walking the dogs, going for runs, and even cooking on Saturday night. It was just the perfect weekend to kick off the start of working and getting our stuff back.
Survive this first week of work and unpacking. It may seem like I’m setting the bar low, but I know the chaos that is about to descend on us. In past moves, it’s taken me a solid week of straight unpacking to get things in order and we don’t have that luxury this time around.
Eat as best we can and work out when we can. Due to the above chaos, I know we need to go easy on ourselves. But we also need to get better about both of the above. The working out has been going pretty well, but our eating is still all over the place. I don’t mind so much on the financial side, but I’m tired of not seeing results from working out because of what I’m eating.
What’s on tap for you this week?