Ugh

I just heard the sound. The one that has turned me into some Pavlovian stay-at-home mother. The laundry buzzer.

I will take a moment to vent and blew my hateful sputum. So, I went to the gym Monday. Good, right? Not so good. I climbed 600 steps (according to my stairmaster) before I even got there. Another 20 minutes jogging on the treadmill, and worked my arms- that's my Monday circuit. Only to find out I am a whopping 130lbs, and I cannot remember my body fat percentage, now!Damn. By the way, some website said that is the perfect "healthy weight" for someone of my stature. I guess they haven't seen my abundantly healthy ass... If I could just drop about 8-10 lbs. within the next month- a perfectly healthy rate to lose weight, btw....

Now I must decide what to do....I can watch the Redneck Comedy tour, or Bowling for Columbine. Hmmmm....either seems a delightful choice! While I am watching whatever, I should:

a) spend some moretime on the stairmaster, as you did not workout yesterday or today, with all of this "helping other people crap"

OR.....

b) take the time to finally iron all of C's shirts for work.

At least I was good and had Lean Cuisine for dinner. It's chock full of additives, but it's less calories than if I would have made something (which I did NOT have the energy to do.) Baked fish with mmmmmmmmm....Malt Vinegar.