Yeah, so I did my one 'positive' post requirement for the quarter...or year...we'll see. Back to the regular "my life sucks" me...here we go...consider yourself warned...and reminded that THIS IS MY OUTLET.
I pretty much hate my life...not to the point of wanting to end it or anything like that, but just cannot find much to feel happy about.
*I want to lose weight...desperately...I really really want this...I hate my body, I hate how I feel right now and I long for how I felt in 2006/early 2007 at such a good weight and lots of regular exercise. I am feeling like it's just absolutely impossible at this point. I don't run much because I am exhausted at the end of the work day, which is often 5pm or later even though I DO work in a school...I tutor after school 2-3 days a week for extra $$...because I HAVE to...because I AM AN IDIOT and married a LOSER. And making matters worse...EVERY.SINGLE.DAY at work I see all these doctor's wives dropping off their kids in their full Nike gear headed directly to the gym (or tennis court for the true snobs) to maintain their 'perfect-little-body' ...so again it all comes down to WHO you marry and I totally fucked that one up. I guess I deserve this...
*Even if I'm not exhausted, I often just DON'T want to run when I get home because that is MY time to spend with Ethan...it's bad enough that he's at daycare/preschool for 9-10 hours every.single.day. And when I say "my" time, that is really spent making dinner, cleaning up after dinner and getting ready for the next day of the same 'ol shit. I hate it.
*And then it's not just the lack of exercise...I'm an emotional eater and so in times like these, that means I'm eating just about everything in sight. Not good if one is trying to lose weight. I'm sorry but when there is nothing "happy" in my day...a few Oreo cookies make me feel a little happy...and sure it's temporary (as my mom quickly reminded me), but it's better than not at all.
*Then there's the whole drama with O and the psycho ex-wife...that crap continues and well, maybe I deserve this too since I did make the stupid decision to marry him, but I don't care, I'm still fuckin' mad. This is DIRECTLY impacting ME and I did everything "right"...you know - I didn't go off making kids when I was 17 and screwing around just having fun...I was a responsible individual going to school in the effort to make a good life for myself...which I was doing until (ironically) 2007 when my life went to Hell in a handbasket. So now O is out working side jobs just about every weekend if he has them, which means ZERO "alone-time" for me...you know, like going to a scrapbook crop or something...just not an option these days. And I do LOVE being at home with E and hanging out, but it would be nice to get out just once a month maybe.
*And last, but certainly not least...the 'rents situation...well, really mom and her husband....as I posted earlier. Then there's the situation which is closely connected which would be the constant reminder of what a loser I am...you know, compared to step-sister in CA and her 6 figure salary, countless houses, trip to Hawaii for her 40th (back in January), constant running races she does...marathons and more and more marathons...she is just fucking fantastic...especially in the eyes of those who place high value on having lots of money and being in beautiful shape. I am the exact polar opposite of her which ultimately means I am a complete piece of shit. And sure, she may not have any kids, but when spending time with your grandchild isn't really high on your priority list anyway (or your husband's), then it also doesn't matter that she doesn't have any kids.
*Oh and I've mentioned the whole comparison situation to my mom...who of course adamantly denies that I am thought to be such a loser...well, I may not be very successful, but I'm not an idiot...I know how I look from the outside.