Saturday, February 5, 2011

Nothing to say

I am tired of looking at my Christmas post, so I suppose that it must be time to put something new up.  Problem is, I really don't have anything to say. 

I spent the month of January working pretty much non stop, including one week where I worked 86 hours.  This is excessive to say the less.  But the overtime was nice on the pay check.  And that was working 7 days that week, so that is not as bad as squeezing it all into 5 days.  Although there does come a point where you wonder if productivity doesn't take a nose dive.  Just sayin.  All the craziness is over for six more months, and really the summer part of this part time job, is not as intense as the January part.  So here is to what doesn't kill you to making you stronger.  Although I don't really feel any stronger.  I feel kind of empty and exhausted.  Every time I sit down, I fall asleep.  But perhaps I will regain some of my energy and enthusiasm for blogging.

It is kind of strange to try and return to normal life of driving kids around, making dinner, and cleaning.  One can get kind of used to just running to the nearest fast food when you are in survival mode.  So I am trying to remember just what did I used to make for dinner.  It is a mystery to me.

I keep saying think of the money and time we could save if we just gave up this obsession with eating every single day.  But no one every listens to me.  And if we gave up eating, I wouldn't need to spend any time concerned with food storage or case lot sales.  I think we should all embrace a grass roots program to embrace fasting 7 days a week.  Who's with me?

8 comments:

T said...

I think you're on to something... no food means no dishes... less vacuuming... no dieting...

I'm still trying to get back in the swing of making meals the good old fashioned way... it was WAY too easy to buy a bag of turkey meatballs at CostCo rather than make them myself. I have yet to convince myself that it's worth the extra effort.

Garden of Egan said...

Amen Sista!
And think of the blogging you could do cuz you weren't shopping, putting away, taking out, cooking, doing dishes, putting dishes away, sweeping cereal up off the floor, feeding the late-comers.

Sheesh, now I gotta go lay down cuz that made me tired!

Yes, a grass roots movement.

Youch! That is a lot of overtime. I don't know what you do, but isn't there some law or something.
Well, I guess it's less time than being a mom.

Get some rest, a pedicure and a good book! You deserve it.

Barbaloot said...

Plus you wouldn't have to be concerned about dieting. Clever.

Smart Helm said...

I think a 7 day fast would be very detrimental to world peace. But as that's the only negative I can see in the plan, I'm sure we could come up with a solution and go forward.

Good luck getting back into the swing of things and thanks again for picking me up from the airport!

BTW, if u ever do find out what u made for dinner please share. I need ideas up here.

Eliza said...

I hate planning/making/cleaning up dinner. There should be a law against it. I don't think I could fast that long though, I like eating too much.

farmgirl said...

Me! ME! ME!!! I'm with you. You wouldn't mind breaking the news to my family, would you?

Maybe I could make some sort of deal with them...I make the treats, they do anything else that suits their fancy?? Oh, wait--that's pretty much the deal we have now.....

p.s. you sho are a working fool! sheesh, lady! i'm amazed. and super glad you survived. :o)

The Crash Test Dummy said...

I am so with you! AMEN! Although I used to me more with you than I am now. For some reason I am starting to see the ability food has to bring people together. I still don't want to make it though. And half the time don't want to eat it.

I can't believe how much you are working, girl! wOw! WoW! You poor poor thing. I think instead of gettng rid of food, let's get rid of mortgage payments.

Hey, I've been wanting to tell you that both me and my mom have been taking SAM-e every day since Christmas. I haven't had a blue day this entire winter. And my mom, who is much more prone to depression, has been able to handle life too. She has felt a glimmer of hope and has been able to care for her own mom consistantly since her stroke.

How have you been?

April said...

I've missed you. I may even post on my blog again...miracles never cease..or so I've heard. hehehehe!