Well, first thing is first…I made it to the gym this morning and kicked butt. I not only had a meeting with the elliptical trainer but also walked two miles in the treadmill in 30 minutes. Now, that may not seem like a big deal to many, but to me it was an accomplishment.
My mom is here for the next two days to help with watching the kids so I can go to work and set up my classroom. She is a blessing because I have no stress when she is with my kids. I mean, I can leave for twelve hours and come back and she would say that she wished I stayed out longer. So, this was going to be perfect. HOWEVER…my classroom is in horrible shape. There was a leak in the wall over the summer and now everything is in complete shambles. But, I am going to take this as a lesson in patience and spend the next few days doing paperwork and copying so the first few days back will be smooth sailing.
Again, this is where I should be inserting a picture, but, you know.
Tomorrow. I promise.
Is it just me, or when you return from being out of town do you lose all motivation to do anything? I have been really motivated to exercise this summer. So motivated that I joined a new gym that had better child care so I would not feel bad for leaving my kids (I am Catholic, I have guilt) for an hour and a half each day. I have been so good all summer…like rarely missing a day good…but now I cannot be the motivation back. So, tomorrow morning is the day. I have a date with the elliptical trainer at nine and I am going to do it. It has to be done.
In other news…I had an awesome lunch with my BFF today. She just gets me and I love that. I love that we have known each other for 19 years and it seems like I have known her my whole life. I love that we can sit in a restaurant for hours and it feels like five minutes. I always feel better about life in general after I talk to her. She makes me a better person just for knowing her. I.am.lucky.
I am especially lucky because I have an awesome network of BFFs who have walked with me during the best and worst times in my life. They are the
friends sisters I chose and I love that. Near and far I know I could call any of them at any time day or night and they would drop everything for me…and of course, I would return the favor.
This would be the most opportune time to insert a picture of all of us, but, of course, I do not have one that this moment. I am going to work on picture taking. For real.
I am back. It was a wonderful week away. I have never had a permanent residence in Buffalo, New York but somehow when I am there it feels like home to me. I spent a lot of time in the company of amazing people that I am privledged to be related to. I am blessed.
My husband started a new job while I was gone and it has been a bit stressful for us, but I am starting to think that everything is going to work out the way it is supposed to. Whatever happens, I am going to look at it with positivity. I feel very blessed that is this difficult economy he was able to leave a job and start a new one that will enable him to have a more stable work/life balance, make more money, and provide us with better benefits. And, I have really been sorting out some of my dreams and goals moving forward…but that is for another post. All in all, I am glad to be back and happy to have a little bit of a schedule moving forward for the rest of the summer. School starts in about three weeks and while I am looking forward to seeing my “kids” at schmo I am going to enjoy every moment with my little ones in the coming weeks. There are pools to swim in, ice cream to eat, and parks to explore.
So tomorrow I am going away for a week with my mom and my two children ages one and two. We kind of have a tradition every year (well, last year was the first year)that every summer my mom and I will travel someplace together with the kids. You see, my Dad passed away in 2010 and he was a traveler and made sure we always had great, memorable family vacations. So, by going on trips together we can keep his memory alive for us, but especially my kids. Oh, and my husband and brother are welcome to come too, but they have to work (shout out to teachers who have the summer off, WOOT!).
So, I am a chronic over-packer. I have been this way all my life starting when I first went to horseback riding camp when I was eight. It is not that I don’t know what to pack, it is just that I have a fear of leaving something behind that I might really want when I am there. I don’t like to feel like I am missing something important. Adding children to the mix has just made this an even bigger problem. I am just hoping I can fit all of our stuff in the trunk.
So, really this is just a post to say I will be gone for awhile…but, stay tuned.
I mean, no one read this right now…so if you find me while I am gone, I will be back.
Sometimes I wonder what my real purpose in life is. It seems I am so in the moment with my life that sometimes I forget to have dreams and goals for myself. I always thought my life would be completely fulfilled once I became a wife and a mother. But, seven years of marriage and two children later I really don’t feel any more fulfilled then I did when I was in my early twenties, hanging out in bars and avoiding getting my master’s degree because I thought I would “miss something” on Tuesday night at BW-3’s.
Don’t get me wrong, I love my husband and my children, but I do not think that they are my soul reason for living. I want to be passionate about something. I want to dream and to have goals for myself…but right now I just live in the moment, one diaper change to the next.
So, I guess a life lesson I am going to be working on is figuring out what my dreams are. I am also going to come up with some short term and long term goals for myself.
There, that’s a start.
My name is Liz and this is my first blog post.
I have always wanted to have a blog of my own. I think the majority of the blogs I read are written by people who are a lot like me. After observing my favorites for a while (we will get to my “blog roll” sometime soon), I have noticed two main factors of all bloggers: they all love to journal and love to connect with friends. Well, I happen to fall into both of the categories swimmingly! I can prove this by the fact that I still have all of my written journals that started in second grade and that my circle of friends has widened over the years but the core is pretty much the same (adding a couple along the way). What I do not have in common with most bloggers is that I just created a Facebook accoount a minute and a half ago (you’re welcome!) and I know nothing about Twitter…maybe I will some day, but not today.
So, this is going to be my space to share all of the lessons I have learned in life and the ones I have not quite mastered yet. I don’t know a whole lot about the behind the scenes of blogging, but I am hoping to work it out.