Fickle, Fickle, Silly as a pickle!!

I am so fickle and silly!! Mike started his new job today and cried like a baby. Last night I cried and this morning I cried. I whined when he didn't have a job and now I am whining because he does. I was just a little sad to see him go back to work. I have really liked having him home. He has been a big help with the kids and he is good company, usually. You all know Mike. He is so laid back! Not that he didn't annoy me at times because he did, but over all we had a lot of fun and I liked having him here. Sigh. I guess that I am just never happy. I get what I want and I am still sad. Fickle, fickle, silly as a pickle!!!!

So...I was having a dilemma today. I can't find any clothes that fit me. My skinny clothes, from before the baby, are too tight still and my fat clothes, from after, are getting too big. The ones that do fit me were all dirty because I am soooo behind on the laundry. Ask Holli, she has seen my laundry pile. Anyway, as I was standing there trying to find something to wear, the solution hit me. I AM BECOMING A NUDIST!! Do you know how easy my life would be? I wouldn't have to try to find something to fit or even worry about what to wear at all. And...I wouldn't have to ever do laundry. Hmmm...something to think about, eh?

Fat or Flat

Ok, so I am not perfect at it but I have been really trying to lose weight. I have been trying not to eat as much, especially sweets, and I have been doing ok. I have also been working out and running two miles 3x a week. However, nothing seems to be getting any smaller. Nothing except my bustline. It is maddening!! The things we want smaller just keep growing or stay the same and the things we want to stay the same or get larger, shrink, sag, or dissappear. I am not asking for much. I don't want to look like a super model. I just want to feel good about myself and feel pretty. I just wish...I don't know. I just wish that I could lose the weight and not lose my....assests. And...I wish Mike would get a job so that I could get more clothes. Nothing I have fits me anymore and I think that makes me feel worse.