Feeling a little too disenchanted.  I'm trying to make progress on current tasks but the silence is deafening.  I need more than a long weekend right now, I need a vacation.  Our last one was April.  On one hand that was only 4 months ago, on the other hand it feels like an eternity.

On another note, I found a snake skin out in the back yard flowers today.  I was taking a few minutes over lunch to weed when I spotted it.  I've looked around enough to assure myself it was nothing venomous, so I have no issue with him, but I'm sure he'd scare the hell out of me if I saw him. Information online leads me to believe we had a Northern Racer, but I also found a website for a snake guy that said "email me!  I'll identify your snake for free." so we'll see what he thinks.

My sweet little girl is 2!  It's been a busy weekend celebrating her.  I think I was just dehydrated from walking around a park yesterday but at long last my scale went down further.  I am a tired gal as a result.

I did get one thing accomplished in the midst of this weekend.  When we stopped to buy a cake for Avery today at the grocery store (yes, she got cake the day after her birthday) I spotted tomatoes on sale.  With that I loaded up and made a long over due batch of sauce (and meatballs).  This makes me worry about the freezer in the basement again.

The battle continues, down a pound, back up one and a half, back down one pound.  Meh.  I continue to try and stay the course working out most every day and not allowing too many concessions (staying close to if not within my calories for each day).  I looked back and I've been bouncing around since July 26th -- a full month with no progress when I'm hitting overall intake numbers of approximately 1550 calories a day.  I should be down another 3 1/2-4 lbs.  Instead the calendar now says I'll hit my goal (if weight loss somehow started back up tomorrow) by December 18 instead of early November, which I remember it reading early on.  *sigh*

I've made nearly no progress in the half bath either.  So the toilet paper is sitting on the floor, not in a holder since the old one and the new one have very different mounts, and the towel is on the sink since I have to put that mount up.

I had to buy a different drain than the one that came with the faucet since I bought a sink without an overflow.  Well, the drain is crap too - the water tries to spray out around the top of the filter on the end and I can't get it on tighter, it's like the threading stripped -- and it was impossible to get it that far.  Sometimes the water stream forks in 3 directions, it's great. *sarcasm*

I need to get the holes patched and repainted too.  I need more hours in the day.  Once Avery is in bed (she is going down a bit later now than she was) I work out when I'm not completely whooped and the weekends well, it's hard to do stuff while I am tending to her.  Nap time also ends up being work out time or make myself lunch time.  Then I think about all of the other things I've fallen behind on.  I did get some cleaning in on Sunday before I quickly made a failed batch of cake pops to replace a birthday cake for Avery's private birthday celebration. (They taste okay but look like hot hell.)

We had an event to go to on Sunday, so the later afternoon and evening was taken up there.  I admit, I'm glad we're done with Little Gym for right now - just to free up a bit more time and not feel like I'm on the go all the time.  It's good timing too, as there seems to be events every stinking weekend.

I'm seriously needing motivation to keep going with my diet and exercise.  I've been good.  Last week I was 320 calories under my weekly budget, which is around 1550 calories a day to keep me losing weight but yet from the 9th to today (the 13th) the scale went up 3 pounds.  HOW?  HOW!?  ugh.  I know it will pass and drop back down, but why does my body do this to me and make me feel like a failure?  After all, I was only down a total of 10.5 pounds and it has taken since the end of June to get this far.  It is illogical that 30% of my month and a half loss can reappear in a couple of days.

I'm tired.  My ankles and even more so my knees ache.  I WANT all of the things I'm not allowing myself to eat and I want more of the things I am allowing myself to eat.  I don't want black coffee, I want sugar and cream.  There are better things to eat for lunch than a salad.  A plate of french fries and breaded chicken strips are calling my name.  Ooh, and that margarita mix in the cabinet?  Don't get me started.

I admit, my setback launched me (in anguish) to eat some things I shouldn't have today and more calories than I have plans to burn off in my evening workout, so I'll be over on calories today.  I loathe how easily I can self-defeat.

I'm a dreamer - again!  I hadn't realized how long it has been since I last remembered dreams upon my waking, but now that I have two days in a row it feels like forever.  I guess I just haven't been sleeping well for that long.

Even if they were weird dreams, I'll take them.  It feels good.  I've missed you dear other 'dimension'.

I shouldn't have phrased my last post as "completed" as we all know, nothing is ever done.  The sink base, counter top, and tile went in.  I had to have them back to replace a cracked tile and to fix spots in the grout that were lacking.  That was last Friday.  Since then we've been struggling with everything else.

The light is finally in, despite the box being one that was made for a switch and having had wood screws put into it (go Maronda).  The faucet went in, but because the water feed lines the builders used had such huge ends, they wouldn't go up into the granite far enough to meet the faucet stems.  If they had been the normal ones ya'll probably have and can find in the local hardware store they would have been fine.  Now, I can't change to those (at least not easily) because the shut off valves are the ones that you have to pull to turn off and those feeds are connected into those.  We tried extenders on the stems, but they're leaking.  Time to apply more plumbers tape and pray for no rain.

Drilling through the glass tile also required a special bit, which is quite taxing to use on my sad little drill.  Doing a test drill on a piece of extra tile killed one battery and the other battery died doing the first real hole for the mirror.  Now we wait to re-charge.  We also realized that the mounting components we selected won't work with the 1/2" hole we made, as they'll need more, so we'll need to find something else.

I thought "I'll do something quick and easy to feel like I'm making progress".  Yeah, the replacement toilet flush handle is all janky and wobbly when put into place.  So that's coming back out and getting returned - back to the white one.

If I can get past this crap maybe I'll be motivated enough to remove the towel and toilet paper holders and change them out. I have a funny feeling those will tick me off too.