Sitting at my desk I was desperately trying to complete a report that was fairly difficult. I started a new position at work and I’m learning/working so it’s taking me longer to get through assignments.
While pulling my hair out on this alone Aaron asked me to fix “Abby”. Abby is a stuffed…well used to be stuffed…bunny rabbit. Isaiah tried to throw it in the trash earlier because the stuffing was spewing out of its neck. Continue reading →
Earlier this year I shared my utter disgust with alarm clocks. If you missed it click here: I Hate Alarm Clocks. I am not a morning person. I have a serious issue with mornings. I’ve tried some new and creative alarms lately that had potential to serve their purpose but ultimately failed.
I Can’t Wake Up! (Kindle Fire)
This app has the most options but I wasn’t able to use the barcode scanner feature that required me to get out of bed. Once the alarm went off I had to pass a series of tests while the alarm was still going off at a reduced volume. If I dozed off during any portion the volume was turned up full blast. I discovered that I could do difficult puzzles and intense math and immediately go back to sleep. This next app worked a good bit better.
Walk Me Up (Android)
I programmed it with a 50 step requirement.
Alarm: “Take 50 steps to snooze.”
A lullaby-ish song played on a piano and sounds of birds chirping were in the background.
I swiped the word snooze at the bottom of the screen.
Alarm: “Evil mode enabled. You can’t snooze.”
More birds were chirping. The piano continued…
This sucks. I grabbed my phone and slid my feet across the floor.
I opened my bedroom door and walked out into the living room. Wearing let’s say…not a whole lot…I was shocked and slightly embarrassed to see my husband sitting on the couch wide awake. He works 3rd shift right now and clearly I forgot about that.
Husband: “New alarm, huh?”
I shuffled myself across the living room. Into the kitchen. Out of the kitchen. As I made my way into the kids’ bedroom I heard…
Alarm: “Stop shaking. Back to 50 steps to dismiss the alarm.”
Me: “What?!?! No! I’m just walking!”
I focused on making firm, stable steps without “shaking” until I reached 50.
Husband: “You getting in the shower?”
Me: “No.” I curled up next to him on the couch. “I’m setting it to 100 steps at 7AM.”
Husband: “You’re ridiculous.”
Me: “I love you too babe.”
How do you get up in the morning? If you’re an awful morning person like me share this post! If you rise with those awful chirping birds what’s some advice you can offer for those that struggle?
Last night I stood in my bathroom in horror. I don’t know when the transformation happened. It just snuck up on me.
How could he not tell me? To protect my feelings?
Where the heck did it come from? I mean I know after two kids and a terrible diet my stomach has grown a bit…
This is different though. This is hip fat. This is backside fat. Oh my goodness…I am an EGGPLANT!
This is just unacceptable.
Day 1: I picked myself up out of the produce department this morning and started to kill the ugly purple shape. With an intense playlist in my ears I ran. I ran hard. I stumbled over to the rowing machine and attacked it some more.
I refuse to be a vegetable or a fruit…eggplants are one of those questionable foods 🙂
Prior to having children I could use the restroom by myself. Seems like a simple thing that many women take for granted. Over the last eight years I have adjusted to the fact that there is no private time as mother. So that being said here’s my top 10 list of reasons my children barged in on me in the bathroom… Continue reading →
I’ve misplaced my car keys a million times. Yesterday was the first time I lost my car.
Let me begin by admitting my husband offered to walk me to my car. At the time I thought his offer was ridiculous. No thank you sir! I am a grown woman and we are parked at opposite ends of this gigantic mall. I’ll see you at the house… Continue reading →