I haven't blogged in such a long time. I wish I could say that I have incredible stories to share or pictures for that matter, but honestly, I have nothing. I have been soaking up the time with my parents in ND and jumping through all the hoops for my new job. It has been insane. My offer was delivered on Monday with 5 days to finish the binder of paperwork. The paperwork included a physical, official passport applications (yes, different from our tourist ones and yes, requiring birth certificates which I did not bring to ND), several documents requiring a notary, fingerprinting, and rewriting the same information 55 times that which included where I have gone to school, where I have lived and a witness from each place/situation. Give me a break! I was nearly in tears when I received it, thinking there wasn't a chance that I would be able to get this done 1800 miles from home, from my doctor, from everything, BUT I DID IT!!Thank goodness for great friends. I happened to send my friend Michelle the keys to our apartment "just in case." She overnighted the birth certificates and dug through my paperwork to find the kids' social security numbers. My BFF from childhood is a notary in ND, so she came to my rescue too. We ran to my Dad's work to fax and run copies, up to the local police station for fingerprinting and to the County Clerk of Courts for the passport stuff. I still cannot believe it is done. I am still keeping my fingers crossed that everything else falls into place. I received word today that everything was set to issue travel orders, but needed one custody paper from Chris (he needs to give consent for me to take our kids out of the country--even though we are married and are going to be with him). So, still holding my breath...
Yes, indeeedy do. 0.0 is exactly the amount of weight I lost this week. Irritating! Here's the breakdown: number of times I cheated on my diet--ZERO! number of times I worked out--FIVE!! (running, no less). Now that is a mean, mean slap in the face. After I picked myself off the floor and resisted the urge to throw the scale through my window, I've come to realize that it is time to call in the big guns. There will be no messing around. Through a very valuable (HA!--sense the sarcasm) inservice this year, I've learned that I am "Green," meaning logical, research based, problem solver, mathmatical thinker. I am applying the same thought and strategy to my 'get fit' adventure. There will be no relying on the treadmill to tell me how much I've burned. That thing lies, LIES, LIES!! Take for example, the fact that each time I worked out, I burned at least 300 calories--most often 350, my pulse was around 87 (which is pretty much a near death resting ...
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Love ya tons,
J