Sunday, January 13, 2013

Sickness and cabin fever

Nice to have several  hills surrounding our house!
This is the time of year I dread.  The holidays are over. My daughter's birthday is over. My husband's extended vacation is over.  I am battling a sinus infection.'s here. It is the dreaded time of year when I get cabin fever- horrible cabin fever.  There are the days I don't even want to get out of my pajamas. Honestly, being a stay-at-mom, that is not hard to do.  However, I am the type of person that cannot accomplish much of anything if I am not 'dressed' for the day. There are so many items on my to-do list to get done this winter in order to put our house back up on the market, but even those items are hard to accomplish when cabin fever hits. 

Also on my to-do list: exercise. I had good intentions well before Christmas (so, yes, this was NOT New Year's resolution) to work out more often.  The elliptical and two weight machines in my basement are collecting dust.  This sinus infection has taken its toll.  The antibiotic I am on now make me tired beyond belief. I have never been this exhausted in my life. Whew--another week of these meds and I am done! I really do have every intention of exercising more.

My daughter using her new animal print snow shoes!
My daughter on the other hand has forgotten that it is winter or just doesn't care. I wish I had her ambition.  Even in the snow and 20 degree weather, she is outside right after school to play in the yard with our neighbor. Watching her and her friend take me back to the days when I, too, didn't care how cold it was. I would be out in the neighborhood sledding, building snow forts, and having snowball fights with the boys down the street. I did get out and sled with her last week and it was quite fun.  I just don't understand how the cold doesn't effect her as much as is does me.

Now that we are back on schedule after the holidays and this lovely, crazy antibiotic is working, I am mentally forcing myself to get back into the exercise groove. If anyone has any tricks up their sleeves for combating cabin fever, I would be welcomed to the advice.  I am counting down the days until spring!

Tuesday, January 8, 2013

New Year and Resolutions..blah blah

2013! But can someone please tell me where 2012 went?  I know that the last two months of 2012 are a complete blur. With Thanksgiving, my daughter's birthday, Christmas and New Year's, I completely lose track of time in the last 6-8 weeks of every year.  In the chaos, I have also battled a bad sinus infection that I put up with for 6 weeks before finally deciding I had no choice but to get antibiotics.

Around me everyone is making resolutions. I don't make resolutions anymore.  I think it is a curse. You make resolutions January 1st and by the end of January or certainly by the end of March they are a memory.  I did cut caffeine out of my life. However, I waited until January 3rd to cut it out and have not once called it a resolution. I just decided to do it on the spur of the moment. Here I am, 8 days later and still have had no caffeine. You can call it a New Year's resolution, but I refuse to do that.

Instead of resolutions I have what I call 'hopes'.  My hopes for 2013 are as follows:

1. I hope to blog more often. However, in doing so, those who read my blog may have to put up with occasional posts about nothing in particular because honestly, there really isn't this endless stream of whitty commentary in my brain.

2. I hope someone out there finds our house remotely interesting and buys it. We'll throw in two dogs for you too! LOL.  A 2 1/2 hour commute a day for my husband just isn't funny anymore. 

3. I hope to actually use the degree that took five years of blood, sweat, and tears to receive while working nearly full time and commuting back and forth to see my now husband. 

4. Spend more time with my family even though they are four hours away.  My dad had a scare in the fall and when life throws you a curve ball like that--you realize how fragile life can be.

5. Expand our family. This is a hope we have had for 5 1/2 years.  Health and God's plan are not working in our favor. As I creep toward 35 I know the clock is ticking. Thankful we at least have our little girl. 

6. Enjoy life. Simple. To the point. Do it.