Monday, March 22, 2010
A Third Hand Would Be So Handy
I worked at home all weekend. Yardwork, painting, caulking, cleaning, trips to Ace Hardware and Home Depot, and more than a little mental anguish over my decision to sell. Change is good, but that doesn't mean it's easy. I'm meeting with real estate agents this week, and I have someone coming to pressure wash the house on Tuesday. Once that is done, the exterior painting can start. I've still got some inside projects to do (little things), but once the exterior work is done, the house will be good enough. Of course that's my opinion; we'll see what the experts have to say. I still have a "To Do" list as long as I am tall, but I have decided that I'm being too picky and not all that stuff has to be done. I've prioritized the list to complete the items that are most important, and if the remainder doesn't get done, it doesn't get done.
I don't know what I was smoking when I thought I could get serious about losing weight at the same time I got serious about selling this house. I am struggling with my eating and just struggling in general. Selling my house of 15+ years is hard. Going through all the stuff I've accumulated and preparing the house for sale is hard work, physically and emotionally. And it's very isolating - a stark reminder than I am all alone. Still. I bought this house at age 34 and never imagined that I would still be single 15 years later. And every project I do all by myself reminds me that it's just me. It hurts that I asked my family for help, and they couldn't find the time. I cried and nearly pulled my hair out trying to install a new bathroom light fixture yesterday. A third hand would be so handy. A man in my life who knows how to do shit (or just cares about me) would be awesome. Who am I kidding? I want a man who knows how to do shit AND cares about me. Anything less would just piss me off. I'll make it through this just like I always do, but I have cried more than a few times over the last few days.
OK. Enough whining. I have too much to do.
7am
coffee with cream
9am
2 sausage patties
1 egg
coffee with cream
11am
1 sausage patty
2pm
mixed nuts
Labels:
Emotional Eating,
Fabulous by Fifty,
Managing Stress
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4 comments:
OK so before you lose any hair please call and I can bring a third hand and a bottle of wine:-) I think that most of us who are single have been there. I spent the weekend at a meeting where the most frequent non-medical question asked was what does your husband/wife do and how are the kids? UGH. Hang in there. I'm working at home today having needed a dayoff after the meeting and will be at RX 4:30 or 5.
I can sooo relate. To all of it. Meeks, I love the idea of us lending a thrid and fourth hand and then -- WINE. We can do it for each other every now and then.
I'd love to be a fifth hand. And then of course we'll need another bottle of wine.
I was thinking the same thing Erica. I guess i will be number 6. I am not particularly great with light fixtures, but I am good with painting and cleaning. Please call on your friends if you need help! (or just want to vent).
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