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Friday Confessions
I confess that I hurt like a mother. I started working out again - my first time in months was on Wednesday. I've never been athletic, but I've decided I want to train for a 5K. I figure, it's only three miles. I can do it. About kilometer 1.9, I began to realize just how much work I have to do. I took two Aleve when I got home from the gym, and have been trying to stay on top of the aches and pains, but I'll confess - I ache and am waddling like a grandma.
I also confess that I am REALLY nervous about my experimentation with fondant this week. I'm worried the cake will look terrible, and I'm supposed to bring it to a family Christmas party. Oi.
Finally, I confess that I'm having my sister's in-laws over for dinner tonight. Yes, the same in-laws that deep fried the turkey in peanut oil which might have killed my nut-allergic sister. I'm not happy about seeing them, but they did let me live in their house for a year before the wedding, so I have to civil.
Re: Friday Confessions
I confess that I absoluetely cannot wait for 4:00 (it is only 11) because I can't wait for this week to be over.
I confess that I am so far behind on everything thing Christmas and I'm torn as to what to do this weekend. I'm not even half done Christmas shopping, the Christmas cards are sitting in a box and not even started, thank you cards are sitting in a box and not started. As an added bonus this is DH's last weekend off before Christmas but he has volunteered to go into work for 8 hours on Sunday which leaves tomorrow to get most of the above list done. I confess I just might freak out.
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I confess we are nowhere near ready for kids (not sure if we even want them at all) but I have totally been looking up baby names, nursery decorating ideas, daycare costs, etc. all week. I have no idea what's wrong with me, I guess I'm just curious...
I confess I am going out with the girls tomorrow night and I have every intention of drinking like I'm in college again (see? totally not ready for kids)
I confess I rarely eat fast food, but I was totally craving a fast-food burger last night and dragged H to BK. I thought the whopper on the menu looked tiny so I got a double whopper. It was WAY huger than I expected, but I still ate the whole thing and I still do NOT feel too good...
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I feel like a shlub of a daughter cause I have no idea what to get my parents for Christmas. They deserve the biggest greatest most awesome gift, but I just can't think of what they should get.
I found it way easy to shop for the in-laws than my family.
I suck at the phone. I hate phones. I'm sitting here staring at a number to call about some pups and I just can't do it. urg.
I'm a bit ticked at the adoption agency for "not getting our application" so we couldn't adopt the corgi I fell in love with. The search continues.
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I wish it were one week until Christmas rather than two because that would mean I only have to work 2 more days instead of 7 before I get to go home!
My place is an absolute disaster. It looks like Christmas and our trunk threw up all over it. I need to wrap some stuff and deliver it this weekend so we can get it out of DH's man cave!
I did not cook a single night this week. We have been complete take-out heads and I feel a little guilty...but not guilty enough to cook.
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I confess that that I TOTALLY have BOTB since two of my closest friends announced they're expecting and due in July. Even though we don't even plan to TTC for two years. Sigh.
I confess that I'm sick and tired of DH putting stuff for his rental houses on the credit card while our master bathroom is falling apart. I KNOW I know it's his business. But still.
I confess that I cannot wait for the holidays to be over so that maybe, maybe, MAYBE money will start flowing IN to our bank account instead of out of it.
I confess that I made a mistake with my paypal and I'm seriously kicking myself for it.
I bought DH a stocking stuffer on ebay and didn't realize that my paypal account still had my old bank account info on it. Paypal tried to take money out of that account (which I closed last year) and my bank re-opened the account and charged an overdraft fee to it. Of course paypal tries more than once so it got charged the fee twice equalling $70. So now my payment to the ebay seller isn't going through and I have a very large fee to pay unless I can talk my bank out of it. It really shouldn't have happened anyway since I CLOSED that account.
I confess that I'm a little hesitant about ILs Christmas party tomorrow night. Some of their crowd gets quite rowdy and obnoxious. I don't feel like dealing with it.
I also confess that I set our spending limit for Christmas gifts. And I am the only who totally went way over it. DH is going to LOVE his gift, but I went like double our limit. Whoops.
I must confess that all my Christmas shopping is done except for PJ's for the kids. Also we don't have a Christmas tree yet! We are going to get one tomorrow but of course we are going to be hit with snow/ice.
Also confess that I just bought DH a 49er's hat (really neat one!) that I dont think I can hold out till Christmas to give him! Oh joy I may just end up giving him his Harry Potter DVD so I can hold out with the hat.