Tuesday, February 9, 2016
And the week keeps getting better
We ran over and there on the dryer sat the last shred of Christmas past I had left...shattered in pieces. A cake carrier he'd just put back, slid off and fell onto the dryer, shattering it into a zillion pieces. I burst into tears and sobbed. I mean sobbed. I didn't blame him completely because I should've just put it back when I got what I needed. If it meant that much to me, I shouldn't have procrastinated. Now I had to pay the price for my carelessness. It wasn't just the platter, it was truly one of those "five things you would grab in a fire" items for me. When I was little it was like this fancy looking platter and when I got married and was going through the basement, I asked my mom if she was going to use it and she told me to take it if I wanted it. Last Christmas when I had cookies on it for Christmas Eve, she laughed and said she couldn't believe I still had it. We didn't have many actual items that were left after the flood that ruined all of my childhood Christmas stuff but this platter was one of the survivors...like me and my mom. It was the last thing I still had left from Christmas pasts and with everything I feel I've lost over the past few years including my grandma who was the glue of Christmas for me and how horrible gatherings have been since that happened, it just felt like the final nail in Christmas coffin for me hence the sobbing. I know this has to sound incredibly stupid to people especially if you're not a sentimental kind of person but I am and now it just feels like I have nothing left from that time. (Probably because I don't.) Sigh. Just felt like a metaphor for my life lately.
The Mr asked if I wanted to be alone and I didn't because what could be done at that point. He felt bad, I felt bad, we needed to work out so we just got on with it. It was a nice, horrible upper body burn out that left my right hand and shoulder totally fubar'd afterward. (I have to say we're both getting a little ticked that we've only lost 3 lbs in a month with this Fitness Blender program. We've both felt so beat by week's end, look forward to the stretching day on Friday and rest day on Saturday because they whip our butts so bad. We're trying to be patient but crap man!)
I made a rare dinner...a healthier knock off of a dish we like at Bubba Gumps.
It was supposed to be "I'm Stuffed" Shrimp over TJ's Rice Medley. It was okay but the oil I used was bad and the shrimp ended up rubbery. I will not follow the tip to use precooked shrimp next time especially since I had raw shrimp when I started. The Mr liked it, that's all that mattered. Oh and in case you're giving the dinner a bit of side eye after my Fitness Blender rant, I know it looks decadent but when I say knock off, it was nowhere NEAR the calorie count of Bubba Gumps. It was made with a piece of light bread for the crumbs, no salt, 1 tsp of olive oil and a split serving of light cheese. It was well within our calorie range...the calorie range that time and time again we are told is too low for the exercise we do but the thought of going into the mid 2000's is terrifying to both of us. We've been under 2000 for years and it plain does not work for us yet it's so drilled into our heads to be in the mid to lower 1000's that anything higher seems like it would make us gain. Since we're trying out FB's exercise program, we should probably take their eating advice as well.
I did get a majority of the house cleaned on the lower level. I also went through the lazy susan and got out some stuff taking up room to donate. I cleaned everything. put it back all nice and neat and I hope it stays that way. Today I have to do as much prep as I can ahead of time and make a run over to the grocery for fresh greens and strawberries for my lunch date tomorrow with a friend. Then Thursday I will start on the office. Ugh.
Have you ever lost/broke a sentimental piece?
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