Showing posts with label Tired. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tired. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 14, 2014

The Wifening Part Three – The RETURN of the Wifening

So, yeah... I am fully aware that I suck at being all "house-wife-y" for any consistent period of time. But lately? Lately I've been ROCKING it... I've been super domestic-like lately. In fact, I am now securely into double digits for times I've made dinner in my 9 1/2 year marriage. I’m pretty impressive... The Wifening is BACK ON!

This all started with the decision to refi the house... Only took 9 1/2 years for the hubs to decide maybe my name should be on the house too... I guess he’s finally sure that I’m sticking around... Honestly, he had never done it simply because it doesn't really save us any money. And even with the 15-year mortgage we are doing, that’s one year MORE than we had left on the original 30-year loan because we pay extra to principal every month. But because of other factors, we decided to go ahead and get this all done and add me to the title and the loan. So I’m gonna be a for-REAL-REAL homeowner! Weird.

So we have been running ourselves ragged the past couple of weeks getting the house pretty for the appraisal. Things like finally painting the bathrooms (something I've been wanting to do forever, but I am, like, REALLY lazy...), hanging up pictures that have been sitting on the floor against the wall they are going to go on, and cleaning (because again... Lazy.). My body hates me after all the painting and scrubbing and cleaning and go go go going… My couch misses my butt and my butt misses the couch right back. Our DVR is getting dangerously full of shows we haven’t had time to watch... BUT tomorrow is the appraisal and then we can relax again.

And in the middle of all of this, I finished planning and put on my bestie's co-ed baby shower, which I think went quite well. And she got a great haul of cute and/or useful stuff for the little munchkin, so that’s awesome. I can’t wait to see my new little niece (because besties are just extra sisters that you choose) in all her adorable outfits. She’s just going to be a squishy little marshmallow in some of the stuff and I’m gonna eat her up!!!!

During this process we were looking more closely at how much money we actually make and then wondering where it all goes every month... I can tell you right now - Stupid stuff that we don’t really need. And dinners out. So we decided to start being more aware of what we are spending money on... Like when I’m wandering Target - I now ask myself "Do I really need 5 pairs of cute socks with foxes and owls and raccoons on them?" Probably not. And diet cokes... I refuse to give up my love of diet coke for real, but no more single-serve bottles... Why am I paying SO much for less soda when I really should just go back to buying cans or 2-liters and keeping them in the fridge? Answer? I’m not anymore.

Dinner proved to be more of an issue... This girl? She’d be ok with eating frozen stuff or a can of soup or something every night. J? Not so much. The problem is - he is the cook in this relationship. Another problem - he gets home at least 90 minutes up to sometimes 3 hours after I do, so it REALLY doesn't make sense for him to still have to spend time cooking when he gets home. So we would end up running across the street for kebabs or Italian food or running to Del Taco. Such a money drain... So, the only solution came down to... Kelly has to learn to cook. Eeep.

The first week of our attempt to reign in the stupid spending, I made dinner TWICE. One night was Buitoni chicken and prosciutto ravioli and Buitoni pesto sauce. (Soooo not a sponsored post. I just LOVE the taste of the fresher pasta and they have the yummiest fillings and sauces...)The second time was chili and cornbread muffins. Ok, so the chili was from a can, but I spiced it up by mincing a serrano to put in it... Let’s not get crazy with the expectations of my cooking abilities...

This week? I've already made shredded beef tacos using the crock pot. I had to handle RAW MEATagain and chop up a bunch of peppers and onions. And then the crock pot took care of the rest. But still - HOMEMADE. Booyah. And they were delicious, if I do say so myself.
Put in gross raw meat - pull out deliciousness!

Tonight is going to be a return to the pre-made pasta with Buitoni Spicy Beef and Sausage ravioli (which is AMAZING - seriously, Buitoni, feel free to send me some stuff...) and marinara sauce. And that’s not all... Thursday (Wednesday is a day off because of archery and I won't be home) is going to be a second use of the shredded beef to make beef enchiladas. Even though we haven't had them yet, I feel fairly certain that they will be delicious.

This time on The Wifening, I actually sat down and made a list of meals that I feel secure in my ability to make without supervision (entitled: Meals So Easy Even a Kelly Can Make Them) and shared it with J to see which things he was happy with and which things he was less-than-thrilled about. I have gotten a FAR better reaction to my efforts this time... It's making him happy for dinner, me happy because he's not making stupid comments about how it's "just okay," our wallets happy because we aren't wasting $20+ a day for dinner out, and possibly our waist-lines happy because of healthier options.

I honestly don't know how long this will hold out... I'm hoping I can keep it going. It's just... As I said before... I'm LAZY. In a weird way, though... Because I will totally go for a hike, I spend hours at archery, I like going for walks... But after getting to work at 7 am (gross) and spending the day being busy - the last thing I want to do is make dinner. That's the main reason I have stuck with SUPER easy stuff so far. Maybe as I get further into it and start trusting myself more, I will start getting more adventurous and creative. For now - there's a dinner ready to eat (most nights) prepared by yours truly and that's good enough.


Plus, it entertains me to watch J have to do the dishes since I cooked... He hates doing dishes...

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

Why Am I So Tired??

This is a question that I ask myself more often than not.... And I think I’ve ruled out the possibilities...

- Not because I have to get up at 6 in the morning to get ready for work Monday through Friday... (And am not a morning person...)

- Not because I leave my house by 7:25 a.m. and then don’t see it again until 5:25 p.m.

- Not because I spend an hour every night getting my butt kicked by EA Active 2...

 (and end up looking vaguely like this afterwards - bright red and sweaty...)

- Not because I then don’t get to eat dinner until closer to 7... And have to shower because I’m all gross from the workout... And want to chat with J to catch up on our days... And want to watch my favorite shows...

- Not because when I finally drag myself to my bedroom, I still have to take my vitamins, get stuff ready for the next day, set the alarm.... before I can curl up under the covers...

- Not because on nights when J comes to bed at the same time as me, I have to have my minimum half-hour of snuggle time to just relax and unwind in his arms before I push him away, roll over, and spread out because I can’t actually sleep like that... Seriously. I would burst into flames... I run way to hot at night to be squished close together with blankets on...

- Not because on some nights when he comes to bed at the same time as me and I have already gotten my snuggle time and rolled away, something that amuses me will pop into my head and I will randomly become a chatterbug and get him talking too and we will talk about ridiculous things and giggle like children having a sleep-over...

- Not because on nights when he stays up later than me, I take advantage of my lighted Kindle cover and read read read read read read.... “Just one more chapter!!” “Crap.... that chapter was a total cliff-hanger... Just THIS one more chapter......”

- Not because on nights when he stays up later than me and I force myself to leave my Kindle in another room, I end up watching tv or playing a game on my phone until it gets much later than I wanted it to...

- Not because on nights when he comes to bed later than me, he somehow makes as much noise as is humanly possible while coming to bed and wakes me back up if I was lucky enough to already by snoozing...

- Not because the kitty-cats think it’s funny to have screaming death-matches at 4:30 in the morning... Which require me to have to get up out of bed to put a stop to...

- Not because the same kitty-cats (mostly the girl one) think that it is funny to throw up in the middle of the night...

- Not because on Friday and Saturday night we end up completely losing track of time while hanging out with my best friend and her husband... Nothing makes time disappear faster than getting dinner, watching funny shows, laughing hysterically about the stupidest possible things (seriously - our shadows can make us laugh harder than almost anything...), swimming, playing cards, playing video games, sitting in the hot tub, going to Yogurtland, playing with their dogs..... Suddenly you wonder why your eyes are burning, look at the clock, and it’s 1:00 a.m.

- Not because I am quickly losing my ability to sleep in ALL day on Saturday... Once I get vaguely around 8 hours of sleep, I’m up... Plus, the day just feels so wasted when I sleep half of it away...

- Not because our friends just had their first baby and we love going over to see them and him...

 (I mean... The wee baby Jackson? Too adorable for words...)

- Not because we’ve had birthday parties and pool parties and hiking and off-roading days and dinners and work to do on our camper and things that have to get done around the house and have been too busy to just sit and relax and read or write....

- Definitely not because I turned 31 back on May 25th...

- Not because I am highly entertained by wasting time making photos of me look like those WAY over-photo-shopped Facebook pictures that people post... The ones where you can’t even really tell what they look like anymore... And they are usually from a weird angle... And then spend more time texting them to my friends who know who I am making fun of... And then hilarity ensues....

"What you should know about me is that I’m very dramatic and just have this.... 'inner glow' that people find oh-so attractive....."

- Not because I have a tendency to drink two liters of water after I get home - in addition to the smaller water bottles and diet coke I drink at work and therefore have to pee a bazillion times...

- Not because there is something going around my office that is trying to catch me... I just don’t have time to be sick... And this whole “not being able to breathe” “do I have a fever or not” crap is getting REALLY old.

Or............. Wait. Maybe those are all the exact reasons that I’m always tired... Who knows? My brain is too tired to figure it out...

Thursday, April 7, 2011

Rain, Rain... Please Don't Go Away.......


I love going off-roading. It’s a blast to get all geared up and roar around on the quad... But for some reason, I have a hard time getting excited about it until I’m actually out there. It’s weird - I know that I will have a great time once I’m there, but when I think about it beforehand... I absolutely do not want to go.

I am a home-body by nature and after a long stressful week at work, the last thing I want to think about is waking up early and sitting in the car for 1 and a half - 2 hours just to go ride for a few hours... It makes me feel grumpy. Once I’m out there, I am reminded of part of Daniel Tosh’s standup:


Just replace “wave runner” with “Honda TRX450R” and there you go... haha

It’s just so much fun... Except when I get wimpy and wuss out about riding up a big hill... But I’m getting there.

Just talking more about riding is making me less hateful about the idea of going out... The other day I told my best friend that I wasn’t really excited about going and she was sad. Then I told J that I wasn’t really excited about going and he looked like I kicked a puppy....... Ugh. I told them both that I will still go and that I am sure I will be fine when I get out there...

But I can’t help the fact that I have been obsessively checking Weather.com to see if the rain that is supposed to hit today will please please please carry over to Saturday so that I can get out of it without having to seem whiney and cranky...........

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

I Really Should Be Sleeping

After being sick for most of last week and still feeling slightly less than 100%, you would think I would be sleeping... Unfortunately J is on call again. This means crazy work hours... He had to be at a job at midnight last night, he is at another one tonight, and has another tomorrow. Poor guy. Poor me too. I sleep like crap when he's not here...

It just throws off my routine and I am a serious creature of habit. I need my goodnight kiss, my goodnight snuggle, my husband close enough to reach out and touch. It relaxes me and helps me to shut my brain down and unwind. And I know that I am going to be exhausted at work tomorrow if I don't get to sleep...

Instead, I am laying here writing this rambling post on my phone and watching the minutes tick off the clock... Wondering when he will get home, praying that he gets back to me safely... With nothing but the cats (who are more than happy to steal his spot and stretch out), too much quiet, and an empty pillow next to me that smells like him...
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