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Have you ever aggressively and loudly told someone you were happy? I did this last night. The mom sitting in her car next to mine in the local grocery store looked at me oddly. I flipped her off with a smile on my face. This is how the last couple of days have been going. I'm stressed. Peanut got hurt and ended up with a few stitches on Friday. Saturday and Sunday were spent stressing over a note from Little Man's teacher requesting to see me ASAP... at 1:30.. any day next week. He seems to have some working memory issues. Granted he's only 6 and a boy so I don't expect miracles but I'm beginning to suspect there may be an issue. Monday.. is a blur. There was field work and more field work. I know I stayed home. I know there was a chicken bbq we went to. I know I bought mums at the bbq because they are on my front porch. So Tuesday after catching up at work, doing 1st grade homework with a kid who would rather make butt jokes than spell hat, and then running to pick up a teenager at the school in the middle of freaking dinner my cute adorable Peanut looks at me and says "Mom. Be happy." To which I pretty much growled.. I'M FREAKIN HAPPY!
This was funny to Peanut and started a trend. We randomly yelled in the most menacing voice ever. I'M HAPPY!!! Cue flipping off the judgmental mom in the parking lot. We are F'ING HAPPY lady. Sure we are in the car sending a preteen to go get a couple items because we don't have our crap together enough to put on shoes before we leave the house. Plus my clothes looked like a hot mess because the 3 pigs are now big enough to toss me around like a rag doll when I feed them. But... I'M HAPPY!!! I'm so flippin happy I can barely contain myself. The teenager decided we were mentally deranged and covered her head with the grocery bag at this point. When the puppy piddled all over the floor. We declared him happy to go to the outside and I muttered about how happy I was to touch pee or poop a million times a day between the kids, the puppy, and the farm. Seriously.. one kid seems to try to see how wet he can get the toilet seat. It's like he's actively trying to see how many times he can leave someone with a wet butt.
Soooo... I'm still happy. I'm still stressed. The thing is if I took all of this seriously I would probably be rocking myself in a corner. Food hasn't been stellar and I lost track of logging but I'm starting back up again today because I'm happy darn it. And I'm determined. And I'm strong like moose. Don't ask.. it became a thing when my stick of a teenager kept flexing her muscles... yeah don't ask. Our house is one turnip short of a basket.
Diet Calendar Entries for 10 October 2018:
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855 kcal
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Fat: 57.50g | Prot: 57.94g | Carb: 32.85g.
Breakfast: Egg, Crystal Farms Shredded Cheddar Cheese, Denny's Grilled Ham Slice, Denny's Sausages, Great Value Pepper Jack Cheese, Coffee, Great Value French Vanilla Coffee Creamer. Snacks/Other: Atkins Snack Caramel Chocolate Nut Roll. more...
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