What does February look like around these parts?
Sending: positive thoughts into the atmosphere. I still have all the usual complaints (Whaa whaa, I’m a working mom, whaa whaa, I don’t get enough time with my kid… you’ve heard it now for months). C is also at the imitation age, so she likes to grab my lunch bag, stand by the back door, blow kisses and say: “Buh-bye! Luvff” in the evenings (like I do in the mornings) which breaks my little heart that that is the image she has of me. I don’t want to make any changes at work that aren’t the right changes, so I hope if I send good vibes out into the world, the good vibes will come back to me.
Eating: Good, homemade meals for the most part. We’re trying to branch out from the “Usual” to find new “usuals”. We’ve had a lot of fails (turns out Scott’s love for lemon pepper chicken wings does NOT equate to a love of lemon chicken in general), but we’re slowly figuring out what works for our tastebuds and our schedules. Wednesday supper? Ham and broccoli quiche.
Dreaming: I keep dreaming about work. Of course, I’m creating forms and databases right now, so those are what I consider (frustrating) fun, so it’s not that bad. But seriously, when we dream of work, why can’t we count it as overtime?
Smelling: Beer. Beer is the only reason hockey games are bareable, and it isn’t a Tuesday night if the Jets aren’t playing. Tonight, it’s an Alexander Keith’s IPA (which really isn’t an IPA). I don’t know who the Jets are playing. The green team.
Hearting: Morning workouts. I know I begrudge them every morning when the alarm goes off, and I have to start with knee lifts (why does every T25 exercise start with knee lifts? my hip flexors don’t appreciate it), but days we don’t work out I feel super groggy.