Rob returned home safely on Friday night, I'm so grateful to have him back. Don't even get me started on how thrilled Tally was when her Bunny walked through the door. I thought she was going to shake her tail right off.
I'm pleased with the way my workouts are going, the 28 day Shapeover is a great weight lifting plan and my walks with Tally are also going well. But the eating, that's another story. I think I ate my weight in potato chips last night and may have drunk just a little bourbon. And by a little, I mean a double on the rocks just like the Reverend Mosby in The Parent Trap.
We had a follow-up meeting with the realtor yesterday. I felt fairly hopeful after our initial meeting, but I was crestfallen and feeling defeated this time. Three houses popped up for sale in our neighborhood, two for short-sale and another priced so low that it hurts to think about. We are so looking forward to moving to Virginia but we just can't afford to give our house away at the closing table. Rob and I have a lot to think about and I'm pretty much beside myself. So not an excuse for my less than healthy behavior, but a trigger just the same.
I know I have too much great in my life to feel sorry for myself but it will take awhile for me to process that it may be much longer before we get to where we want than originally planned. Patience has not always been my strong suit. Perhaps a lesson for me here, time will tell because my inner brat isn't very receptive at the moment.
How is your week going? I'm off to work this evening then off to food shop for Rob's birthday dinner and the holiday weekend tomorrow morning after the gym. We're not doing much for the holidays but Rob is turning 45 and I'm making a special dinner for us and some dear friends. What are your big plans for the weekend?