8.23.2013

The dryer shrank my jeans from the other room

Another Friday.  Another link up for Finish the Sentence Friday and Five on Friday.  This week's sentence to finish is, "I wasn't really myself when . . ."

1. I wasn't really myself when I voluntarily handed over my credit card to pay $54 dollars for new tennis shoes for my 7 year old son.  There can be no other explanation for it.  Yes, he had spent 10 minutes in the basketball aisle trying to talk me into the world's funkiest basketball high tops even though he doesn't play basketball.  Yes, I was so grateful not to have to be seen in public with a kid in the world's funkiest basketball high tops that I probably would have agreed to any other shoe in the store.  But $54? Really?

So help me, if those shoes fall apart in 2 months, I'm going to have a conniption fit like an overtired toddler demanding a lollipop at the grocery store checkout.   Cheapo fall apart 2 months later shoes are fine when your kid's outgrowing shoes every 2 months.  But we're well into the "wear them awhile" period.  That means the soles of his shoes need to stay on longer than 2 months.   
New shoes in effect! Do not be fooled by my crappy photography skills.  They are blue and fluorescent yellow. 
2. I wasn't really myself when I had to go without internet for 2 whole days this week. I know.  The horror.  Holy crap my household is internet codependent.  I was like a child in the forest trying to find her way.  Wandering.  Confused.  Attempting to read Big Brother live feed recaps on my tiny little iPhone.   Not cool, Verizon.  Not cool.  I also blame Verizon for the speeding ticket I got on Wednesday.  I have not yet figured out how that's Verizon's fault but it's equally annoying and therefore far more pleasant to blame on someone other than myself.
No internet = Let's swim!
3. I wasn't really myself when I had the nerve to think I was getting on top of things earlier this week.  I was printing out paperwork, filling out assorted forms and dropping stuff in the mail.  I was mentally crossing stuff off my to do list thinking how much lighter I felt carrying around one less thing on my to do list.  That is the equivalent of tempting fate.  Murphy's law requires fate to shove 23 things down my throat that need to be done yesterday.

Cue the police sirens pulling me over to give me a speeding ticket.  Cue the missing car insurance card so I now have to locate one and show it to someone to get me off the hook for that extra no insurance ticket.  Cue the start of soccer season and the soccer coach that's left me off the email distribution list for the last week.  Cue the work related trip my husband had to go on last minute.  Cue the sink full of dishes.  Cue the kid that forgot to mention that her tennis shoes aren't the only shoes that don't fit so we have to make an extra trip to the store to get more shoes.  The odds of me agreeing to pay $54 for them are slim.  Her brother beat her to the punch on that one.  Sucks to be her.

4. I wasn't really myself when I agreed to let my kids stay up late every night the week before school starts.  How I think I'm dragging their lifeless bodies out of bed every morning next week is beyond me.  I blame America's Got Talent.  I normally hate contortionist acts and small children ballroom dancing.  But I loved the contortionist couple and the uber dramatic bullfighting tango thing (D'Angelo and Amanda).   It was complete icing on the cake when Mel B used her Judge's choice to bring B-Double O-T-Y back.   My household's faith in humanity is restored.
My tired baby trying to convince me she's not tired.  Riiiiiiighhht.
5. I wasn't really myself when I thought it would be a great idea to go the entire month of August without stepping on the scale.  It seemed like a good challenge.  I'm a girl that weighs every morning.  It takes 20 seconds and helps keep me aware of healthy eating.  The day after shoveling my face and throwing back Margaritas, I see the scale go up.  The day after inhaling fruit, veggies and normal portion sizes, I see the scale hold steady.
I don't drink often.  But when I do, I bring Captain Crazy to drink with me. 
No scale and suddenly I'm looking for accountability around every corner.  I took my compression running shorts out of the dryer the other day and spent my whole 3 mile run contemplating whether or not they feel tighter and whether or not the increased snugness (I decided around mile 1 it wasn't my imagination) is the result of over-drying or over-inhaling of food.   I'm currently in denial blaming over-drying.  It's interesting that my jeans are more snug from over-drying as well.  Not because over-drying isn't a real occurrence in our house but because my jeans haven't been in the dryer recently.  Interesting. 


 
Linking up with Kate for Finish the Sentence Friday and Darci for Five on Friday:

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6 comments:

Janine Huldie said...

Oh the $54 for shoes would have driven me quite mad and last year during Hurricane Sandy we were without the internet and I know that feeling was losing my mind. Thank you so much for linking up with us and sharing.

Kenya G. Johnson said...

I just read Janine's comment. The last time I didn't have internet was after a hurricane - for us it was Irene. You know you've got it bad when you go for a drive to let you cellphone charge. Since then we've bought a little generator. We will still sweat to death but we will be able to use the internet. Dang to your #5 - stupid accountability - I just ate too many portions of yogurt almonds while I read your post. That'll be a pound tomorrow (if I check).

Kristi Campbell said...

We had a blackout here last summer for 3 days. The heat was 100+ and we all had to sleep in the basement. We drove around in the car to just charge our phones for an hour and had to throw away all of the freezer stuff. Ugh. Also? My pants are tight too.

Debra Gray-Elliott said...

Thank you for sharing. For a minute, I thought you were writing about my life!

Anonymous said...

This is why I only weigh myself once a week. If I do it more often and happen to hit it on a day that I go up, I spend the whole day analyzing why and it makes me miserable. If I go up after a week, I have a whole new week to fix it. It keeps me sane.

Oh NO on the no internet. That would drive me crazy!! I'm getting jitters just thinking about it!

Cheers,
Shauna

P.S. Found you on SITS Saturday Sharefest!

Anonymous said...

This is why I only weigh myself once a week. If I do it more often and happen to hit it on a day that I go up, I spend the whole day analyzing why and it makes me miserable. If I go up after a week, I have a whole new week to fix it. It keeps me sane.

Oh NO on the no internet. That would drive me crazy!! I'm getting jitters just thinking about it!

Cheers,
Shauna

P.S. Found you on SITS Saturday Sharefest!

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